Just to Remind Myself...

This is where we lived for 18 months.  It was good.  

Conversations with Pops

A recent conversation with my 2.5 year old went something like this:

Pops: Mom, say ~Pops, what are you doing?

Me: What are you doing?

Pops: No, say ~Pops, what are you doing?

Me: Ohhh, Pops, what are you doing?

Pops: Watching the Lone Ranger.

Pops, watching The Lone Ranger

Me: Ok.  Pops, what are you wearing?

Pops: No, say Lone Ranger, what are you wearing?

Me: So you are the Lone Ranger now? Ok, Lone Ranger what are you wearing?

Pops: Uh, a gurl hat, underwares, and cowboy boots.

Me: Are you a girl?

Pops: No!

Me: Why are you wearing a girl hat?

Pops: A cowboy needs a hat!

Me: And where are your pants?

Pops: Cowboys don't need pants.

Me: oh, ok.

Pops: Say oh, ok Lone Ranger.

Pops, riding his "horse."

So particular!  Jeesh, this kid cracks me up!

I'd Rather Be...

If the weather is "nice," you can pretty much bet that my house is a mess.  Somehow all the chores get set aside because we'd rather be outside, or at least running in and out tracking dirt all over the house.

I think it was in the upper 60's today.  I guess that is the new "nice." At least, everyone from around here says it is nice.
I would prefer 78, but it is sunny, so I can't complain much.  We have been doing much of our school work in the back yard this week, it is so nice to be in the fresh air!

The little chicks are getting big.

 This is Gretchen.  Isn't she lovely?  I didn't get a good picture of dad's chick today,  but she is lovely too.  Her name is Gylfie.

 and Socks is such a good dog.  She is going to help keep the chickens in the yard, I think.

and the big chicks are about ready to move into their coop.  They are 7 weeks tomorrow, and we were advised by the Farm Store that we could move them outside at 8 weeks.  They have been in their coop in the garage for about a week now, I thought they were getting too dusty to be in the living room!

We are trying to teach them to scratch, or till up the soil, for the garden areas.  They are sure fun to watch!

(That is called Chicken Hypnotism)

I really hope Rosemary is a girl....

I never would have imagined I'd need one of those signs for my wall, you know one that says "I'd rather be fishing"

except mine would say "I'd Rather be Chasing Chickens!"

Since I don't like throwing money away...

A house with lots of little people = a house with lots of messes.  I could go through a roll of paper towels in one day.  Sometimes even in one mess, if it's a fun one!

I started seeing myself throw a quarter in the garbage every time I threw away a half used paper towel.  Throwing away a quarter seemed a little not-so-smart to me.

Here is what I came up with:

I made about 20 of these for less than $10 and I don't have to throw them away! Aren't they pretty?

So pretty I'm having a hard time using them, lol. They are just for meals though.

I decided to keep one roll of paper towels under each sink for those "nasty" messes that I'd rather not wash.  Just in case the washing machine leaves something behind.

You know, for when Pops decides to clog and unclog the toilet "all by myself!" Fun!

Chicken Soup for YOU!

 Hey, it is fresh!

"I Will Praise You in the Storm"

I am sure you have all heard about the storms and tornados in the south last week.  And do you remember when I told you about an Inspiring Weekend we had last year at 

this church?  How we sat right in front of the blog owner of Generation Cedar and didn't even realize?

My correspondence with Kelly has grown over the last year, and what an encouragement she has been to me.

And now, even more.

This is Kelly's house now, after a tornado ripped through it with her family of 11 and 3 other families in it.

Here is what happened

And here is some of her response:

 

May the Lord be glorified.  May all who see these stories understand what power and passion lies in the blood of those bound together in Christ.

I wouldn’t change things if I could because after experiencing this kind of love, to reverse the tornado damage would mean losing that experience.

I have been so humbled by her unwavering faith in the works of the Lord.  He is mighty to save, all is not lost.

Join with me in prayer for all of the families that are still sifting through the debris and mourning lost loved ones?

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