Wrestling With Dad....

Guess who won.

That Kind Of Day

John worked all day today. I had high hopes of a fantastic meat-less meal. But "meltdown" mode happened early tonight and I managed to get some raw veggies cut, tuna for sandwiches made, and macaroni and cheese for the kids. Yay. John gets home, we sit down to eat and as we're eating I'm gradually zoning out into my own peaceful little world for 15 seconds. I reached for the ranch dressing and instead of squirting it onto my plate I squirted it into my cup. Didn't realize it until John's expression made me snap into reality and notice what I just did. NOW...this was just over a matter of seconds. ;-) For the rest of our meal he teased me. Okay. Fine. We finished, I had to feed Wyatt and John scooped the kids some icecream. Supper time ended pretty peacefully and we all sat down to digest our food and enjoy the evening. About an hour later I went back into the kitchen to get the kids some juice. I opened the fridge and saw this:

 

I asked John why the ice cream was in the fridge. "What are you talking about?" he said. He cleaned up supper. He did the dishes. He was the one that did this. Hmmmm.....

I think we need a vacation.

View From The Floor

Uncle Love and Cracker Love

A tribute to my deceased brother Stephen. He'd be SO PROUD! Wyatt's mohawk is au natural....

I think Steve would appreciate the expression as well. ;-)

And here is some "cracker love". My boy LOVES his crackers!

Super Heroes Eat Too....

This is what a Super Hero Lunch looks like:

Hayden has pb&j with tomato slices
Yvette has pb&j with cheese slices

 

It can thus be concluded that peanut butter and jelly is a STAPLE of the super hero diet.

Call Me Crazy

We have made the decision. We will be adding 3 alpacas to the mix this spring. We just received some pictures of the ones that are available and Hayden says, "Chester is for me? I love him, Mom. Can I have him?"

Meet Chester:

Farm Life Brings A Smile.....

We heat with wood. ONLY wood. Needless to say trips out to the wood shed are a daily routine. It isn't uncommon for John and/or I to bundle up over our jammies and load up the wheelbarrow before we go to bed. For a while this was strictly John's job until I was left alone for the weekend. Being alone meant doing all the "dailys" by myself. I formed an appreciation, natural love, and strength of conviction during those days. But that is something I'll go into in another post....

For now you get a taste of John's parenting/teaching....

 

  

  

  

Oh how this boy was proud. And so was his Daddy! Like Father Like Son......

Show Me Some Love....

Okay.....I'm going to pout.

Apparently I have regular readers. A handful anyway. But NOBODY every leaves me a comment. Not even "anonymously".

Getting some comment love might just help me to want to be a better blogger. ????

I'm really not going to beg.......