It’s a good thing we homeschool

Because I didn’t have to make her change.

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And no – I didn’t just happen to be at the bottom of the stairs with a camera Monday morning.  But I was just walking by the stairs as she was just coming down.  That’s a lot of visual stimulation at 7:12AM, let me tell you.  I asked her to stay there while I got a camera.  Some things need to be recorded to be believed later.

Lest anyone has any concerns about my daughter, this gem-of-a-girl just asked me if she could take Hanny to her room to read her some books. 

I love my family so much.

Dutch oven disaster

Before church on Sunday we started two crock pots and a dutch oven with pork shoulder to make a meal for a family that just welcomed baby number 10!  Praise the LORD!

I’ve done this before.

I made a mistake this time.  Somehow.  Still not sure how.  Didn’t notice the problem at noon when we got home.  Turned the oven off and left it to stay warm.

When I got home from play rehearsal at 3:00PM I noticed.  Boy, did I notice.

Even the bone was charred.

This is my beautiful Dutch oven my mom gave  me for Christmas last year.

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It took a lot of tools to extricate the meal.

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Since it cooks in root beer, sugar, and vinegar, it created a very, very burnt substance all the way around that I had to scrape out with an ice cream scoop.  The consistency was like the burnt part of a marshmallow that catches on fire when you roast too close to the flame.

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Johanna wanted to help me by asking for her favorite toys – measuring cups.

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This is what I got at the bottom of the pan.

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The meat didn’t make it.  I suppose we could have tried to eat it.  But I wasn’t about to serve it to anyone.  And really, I could never have gotten past the visual in photo one.

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I will finish this post by sharing that it is clean.  Thank You, God.  I love this pan.

I followed this set of suggestions on ehow.com.  It came clean today.  Step two worked!
I can’t help but wonder what the piano teacher thought I was feeding my family by the smell of it!  LOL.

And not a moment too soon.  Beef stew for dinner tomorrow! Smile