Not Even Close to Catch-Up

So what have the residents of Michael Delving been up to?  Portraits drawn by the Hobbit Wife on a wall (with descriptions provided by hobbitlings).

Well, with summer coming to a close, a very brief harvest was in order.  Due to the incredibly wet and cold summer, the harvest was something less than bountiful.  Our entire crop of cucumbers is shown below, with a toothpick provided for scale.

With colder weather approaching, the Mayor has been working off-and-on in the basement (since January, to be honest) to make the large utility room into a family room, pantry, and root/wine cellar.  No sooner does the Mayor get a section done than the rest of the family descends, pencils in hand, to draw on the new wall.

Michael Delving is now on week two of homeschooling.  Five-year-old Boookie spelled this a few weekends ago.  In case the phonics are too obtuse, the Mayor was informed that it says, "Eat Up Your Breakfast."

Michael Delving was delighted to be the host location for a recent gathering of former room-mates from the days of the Bach's Office.  The Sylvan Tree House residents and the residents of Michael Delving bade farewell to good friends who are off to become tropical island people.

And in conclusion, one of the primary family activities at Michael Delving lately has been the gym.  Specifically, CrossFit.  3x weekly with a family of five is a major undertaking.  It takes a special woman to homeschool two small hobbits, nurse a hobbit baby, and prepare dinner before heading off to do CrossFit.  The Mayor wishes he could post a picture of the Hobbit Wife doing honest-to-goodness Oly lifting moves, but the Mayor has an even greater wish to live.  So, pictures of the hobbitlings working out under the Mayor's supervision will have to suffice.

 Hobbitlings sneaking in between workouts to get some time on the rowers.

 Uncle Matty topping off his workout by providing a down-and-back ride on "The Prowler."

 Boookie rolling while Uncle Matty hangs batlike in the background.