I quit. I quit my job. My keys are turned in and it's still not sunk in. I've worked since age 12, (that first job I sold nightcrawlers dug out of the manure pile to the local store. A dozen for $1) and sometimes as many as 5 jobs at a time. (I worked too... Continue Reading →
Claire is my youngest, the baby. It takes her a while to warm up and speak to you. I hope that she is courageous enough to ask for what she needs, and mannerly enough to ask nicely. You never can tell what kids are going to do. Tonight at her preschool Christmas performance I got... Continue Reading →
I puttered around the kitchen today while the kids are taking a much needed nap. (they argued all morning) I realized that everything this house is making for Thanksgiving one of us had a hand in growing. Roast Beef: A beef Lynn raised on feed that he grew Creamed Corn: All 4 of us planted... Continue Reading →
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
I took the day off today.
Since I early voted it was just me, the wild/feral children and a long to-do list.
I told them to put some clothes on, thinking that I could wear yoga pants and a sweatshirt and at least run errands in comfort.
THIS is how they marched out of their rooms.
Seriously kids. How am I going to blame my slouchy look on you when you dress all cutsy and stuff?
Ugh. Makeup and real pants it was for me.
We got some stuff done (calf starter picked up, bills mailed… you know regular boring stuff) Then I pulled into Lowe’s to get some supplies to fix the fireplace. The kids have been working diligently to pull the bricks up one by one. I didn’t think they had it in them to actually destroy BRICKS but they proved me wrong.
My sweet little delicate flowers…
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Strep throat has hit our house. Claire and I are down and being treated. Caroline woke up this morning with a scratchy throat. Dang it. Since Lynn is neck deep in corn harvest he's not able to help by hanging out with Claire. Two kids at the doctor are quite a challenge. So I call... Continue Reading →
The calves are still being born. This calf is a day old here, it was hidden in the grass with Mama cow closely monitoring. The girls gently petted it a couple times, which made their day. They are so soft when they are new. No matter where we go, Claire wants to wear a dress... Continue Reading →
What is happening on the farm this time of year.
Pics and a video of late August farm family life.
Sick day at home.
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