We make Lemonade. Or something. I do not know what yet.
OK, I better start at the beginning. There are lots of new buds on our Lemon tree. And I have noticed that the top branches started to droop. A lot. So I was worried about how healthy our Lemon tree was and if it is not too much for it. Please do not laugh. I do realize that I am trying to mother it but I delight in my little biological empire so much.
DS #1 came Thursday night and I decided on Friday morning that today will be the “L” day. So I sent my Son off to borrow a ladder from our friends to get to them lemons.
Of course, us being us we turned the whole thing into a family production (read circus).
Being the oldest, DS #1 got the kavod (honor) of actually climbing the ladder.
I – Mommy, got the supporting role of holding down the ladder since the whole thing was my idea and I happen to be the heaviest one here. DH was documenting the whole thing. DD#1 was inquiring into filing a discrimination complaint because I would not let her climb the ladder. No discrimination here. Pure calculation. DD#1 is going through the acute teenagaitis, so life with her is barely bearable. If she would fall off and brake her foot or something… I just shudder to think.
DS #2 and DD #2 were running around the tree and pointing out lemons in the spot DS #1 could not have possibly reached from his current location. DS #3 and DD #3 were busily creating a happy background noise that could have shattered the eardrums of the less experienced parents.
As you can see good time was had by all and now we got a lot of beautiful lemons. They are huge, sweet and juicy! Recipe suggestions anyone?