What a whirlwind few weeks. Beautiful weather means Jon demands ‘SIDE!’ as soon as his feet hit the ground, and he wants to stay out all day.
12… twelve… Wow. I know I can’t write much today- or I’ll be a soggy pile of tears in a heartbeat! I think every birthday from now on will be like this. Knowing that there are less years of her in my home day in and day out ahead than behind. No more blinking! My girl, what a year it has been. Yet, through it all Miriam grows in grace and
It feels like the week is over, since our ‘weekend’ starts today. Between shift-work and homeschooling, it often feels like that. Our ‘weekends’ very rarely actually consist of Saturday and Sunday! Kittens! If you follow along on Instagram you know we added to kittens to our growing menagerie. Meet Smokey and Jenny! Jon’s new favorite pastime is scoop and run. Thankfully the kittens are so very tolerant and he has surprisingly
I am a firm believer that relationships with animals benefit all people greatly. A few minutes with an animal can turn a bad day around. When my kids are grumpy, fighting with a sibling, overwhelmed with school work, frustrated with me, tired, lonely, you name it… I send them outside for a few minutes with our animals and their mood usually turns right around! I find the same for myself.
Even though I keep talking about our farm, I realize that at the moment, we live on an old farm- not a working farm. Our one farm animal is not a farm animal at all. She’s a pet. When we bought Clover the Pig I knew she would be just a pet, not future food. She’d be cute and fun, and she’d begin teaching the kids about taking care of
That little Craigslist addiction we talked about…well, it resulted in Miriam getting a piglet for her 11th birthday. How I love to scroll down the Farm & Garden section of Craigslist clicking on all the cute, adorable pets and livestock. I tell myself that I’m just seeing what’s out there so I’ll know what I’m looking for in the coming years as we whip our barn and pasture
Somehow I became the mother of a ‘tween’ today. How did that happen? Eleven years- really??? Just last week I cuddled her in bed listening to her quavery two-year old voice as she ‘read’ me her favorite bedtime story. And a few days before that I’d ask her, “What does the chicken say?” a million times a day just to hear her adorable”Buck-Buck-Buh-Guck” answer. And yesterday, I know, was the first night she slept in