The Buckleys: Putting the peaches to work

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Putting the peaches to work

On Wednesday we spent the day in kitchen making pies for a Relief Society social. Everyone is was so well behaved and I actually had a lot of fun baking the day away. I've never been a fan of pie crust, but I've read a lot on how to make a good one and I think I'm learning how to make the perfect crust. I was super happy with how the peach pie turned out. Eleanore was an awesome kitchen assistant!

Besides peach pie, we made a Tollhouse chocolate chip cookie pie and mini pies, a pumpkin cheesecake pie and a pecan pie. I think we're ready for Thanksgiving. :)

11 comments:

Kim said...: YUMMY! You were a busy busy girl. Can't wait for Thanksgiving... we'll have to have you make us a pie. :); October 21, 2010 at 8:52 AM
Miriam said...: YUMMM! I am so not a baker...well a cook really at all. Great job!; October 21, 2010 at 9:20 AM
Sarah said...: WOAH!!! Those look AWESEOME! You are such a domestic mama nowadays. I'm going to have to call for some serious recipe time. And by the way... you look so AMAZING. I can't believe you are the mama of 3 little ones... I'm looking that plan up again right now.; October 21, 2010 at 12:27 PM
* Nancy * said...: Emily, are we invited for Thanksgiving?!? Lame question, I know. Goodness lady, you were one busy baker!
Also, you look GREAT, seriously though, when don't you?!?
Keep posting the things that bring joy and especially a BIG smile to you and your family.; October 21, 2010 at 4:36 PM
Michelle said...: Nice work Em! They all look fantastic. You are amazing.; October 21, 2010 at 10:51 PM
Celeste said...: YUM! I wish you lived closer so we could get together and do all this fun stuff you are posting about. Everything looks so delicious and fun.

Thanks for posting about those wreaths too. I am totally going to try them out. They turned out so cute!; October 21, 2010 at 11:38 PM
Melissa said...: Wow! They all look amazing!! Feel free to make that Tollhouse one again for any reason at all and I'll help you eat it!! That's the only kind of pie I'll eat =); October 25, 2010 at 4:54 PM
Ashley said...: Um that sounds delicious. You are such an awesome cook! You might need to post those recipes. YUM, love the pictures!; October 26, 2010 at 11:21 AM
Ryan, Shayndel, & Kids said...: Holy baking! Not sure I've ever baked that much stuff at one time in my life, what possessed you? Obligation or just kind motivation? That simply is a sight to see! To do that alone with 3 little ones in the house is quite a feat. The more time goes on I keep learning about all the more hidden talents you have-- even as well as I should know you already. Hmmm, why doesn't any of it rub off on me?; October 26, 2010 at 11:39 PM
Catherine said...: Your pies all look so good.; October 27, 2010 at 10:47 AM
Melissa said...: Okay, once I get down to my goal weight, then you can make me a tollhouse pie...LOL Aren't YOU lucky!?; November 8, 2010 at 7:35 PM

I want to remember it like this...

October 2010:

Both Ivy and Maya say "Dada." Maya says in her growly voice a very clear, "DAD!" They are growing up too fast.

Eleanore likes to look in the mirror next to our table while we are eating dinner and she'll often talk to her reflection. She'll say things like "Who are you?" Yesterday she said, "Bananas smell good. Dirty socks don't smell good."

Eleanore dressed up like a fairy and announced "I am a Fairy Gospel."

In preperation for Halloween, Eleanore has been talking about all the things she could be and pretending to be many different Halloween-like characters including a nice witch and a mean witch. The nice witch laughs like this "HaHaHa" (high pitched and smiling. The mean witch laughs like this "HeHeHe" (low voice and scowl).

September 2010:

A friend of my mine stopped by to visit and she had her friend's son, Adam, with her. Throughout our hour-long visit Eleanore kept repeating "Adam was a prophet, first one that we know..." over and over. I kind of felt bad for the boy (who incidently is not a member of our church and doesn't know that Primary song), but it was pretty funny.

Eleanore has picked up on a few phrases that I use...that I think I picked up from my pops. "I'm exasperated." and "Oh Fiddlesticks." The latter really makes me think of my Dad.

After Bryan brushed Eleanore's hair she turned and said, "Thanks, Sweetie!"

August 2010:

Out of the blue (during a converstation lull...the girl doesn't like silence) Eleanore will often suggest, "Let's chat!"

Eleanore announces. "I know Portuguese." We ask, "Really, what?" "Portuguese!"

My new name: "Momster." Sometimes, even "Momsterarooski."

Eleanore loves to give giant hugs (just what they sound like), big smackarooskis (big kisses), and little mouse hugs (whe touches my shoulder with both hands and then busts up laughing).

July 2010:

Walking outside, Eleanore began narrating: "It was a beautiful summer day..."

A few months ago a man in our ward fell of the roof. We were talking about it because we were going to bring them dinner, and haven't really talked about it since. Today when El woke up from her nap she whispered, "Mom, someone fell off the roof." I asked who, totally not knowing what she was talking about. "Brother Dumm." She announced. It was actually a man named Brother Barrett, but Brother Dumm was sick at the same time and Bryan went to visit him the same day. What a memory she has.

June 2010:

I often tell Eleanore that if we watch too much TV our brains will get mushy. The other day I told her it was time to turn off the TV and she said, "Yes, my hair is mushy."

I told Eleanore that the babies didn't feel good. She said, "Mom, when I'm a grown up I can be a doctor and take care of them."

Eleanore asked what "No problem" means. I told her it meant you'd be glad to do it. Since then, I asked her if she would like to finger paint, she replied, "I'd be glad to do it." I got the same response when I asked if she wanted a piece of candy.

May 2010:

"[Ivy] is a precious girl. I feel that in my heart," Eleanore after kissing Ivy.

"My hair is not a toy Mom," Eleanore to Mom after sitting through three attempts at French braids.

"It's hard being a big sister," Eleanore.

"I love you, I love you, I really, really love you," Eleanore singing very seriously and loudly.

Eleanore asked to watch a t.v. show called Max and Ruby, I told her, "No, I don't like that show. " She responded, " Then you go away and I'll watch it. I like it."

January 2010:

"Babies poop a lot," Eleanore to Mom as I changed yet another diaper. "Babies cry a lot," Eleanore to Mom about five minutes later.