Tummy Time

While our trip to the Okanagan was about drinking lots of wine reconnecting with family and enjoying the warm summer weather, it was, for the boys, all about the eats.

Every year, we stay in a motel in Summerland which, for lack of a better description, is, well, a motel. It's right on the highway, but fairly centrally located. It has a pool and a huge grassy lawn with a BBQ, tons of tables and lawn furniture, and a mini gazebo for super sunny days. The owners are very friendly and remember us by name. More importantly, they let us bring our dog.

We've had some fabulous bottles of wine and meals at this motel. We shop at a local grocery store or produce stand, buy some steaks, fish, sausages, etc and eat well thanks to the men on the BBQ. I forgot to take photos most nights, but here is a sampling of what was on offer:

Here's everyone relaxing in the late afternoon. It's a rare shot with me in it. (Thanks hon.)

Grilled smokies... our least inventive meal, but you take what you can get on this blog. I'm no Pioneer Woman.

Roasted veggies. The asparagus are hiding under the peppers, but see comment above re my culinary shots.

For the boys, however, it was a different story. Here's Nate eating an ice cream sundae at Quail's Gate:


And here's Nate eating an ice cream at the beach:


I'd have more photos of him eating Grandma Claudia's famous cookies, but he finished off the double chocolate ones, so I haven't been speaking to him for a few days.

Jake was all about the tummy time too. He ate a spoon (okay, not so unusual):


my car keys:


beach sand:


and he finished off with this:



Now I'm hungry. Time for a midnight snack before bed! Toodles folks.