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Round and Round
The past weeks have gone something like this:
Start a project. Get interrupted. Deal with school, house, animals, kids, sicknesses and injuries, go away for the weekend. Resume project. Get interrupted. Repeat. On my list this week are these tasks: finish installing beadboard on the mudroom ceiling, finish canning the 100+ pounds of pears from Mom’s tree, laundry, laundry, laundry, finish putting up fall decorations before Christmas, speaking of Christmas–get started on my crafting list, haul out the rest of the winter clothes totes, sort clothes, give away clothes, make Halloween costumes for the party Saturday, take Levi to the dentist, host Bible study, attend two parent-teacher conferences, make food for teachers who are conferencing. I’m sure I’ve forgotten a few things, like call the bus barn and have the girls put on the afternoon route, locate my sanity and my patience, and hang nesting boxes before chickens start laying eggs randomly for an everyday Easter egg hunt extravaganza. I need to send my family away for a weekend so I can just FINISH SOMETHING. Any takers?
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Happy birthday, Dad.
My dad would have been 61 today. That truck was larger than life when I was a kid, and most often, the Dad in my memory has the 70′s sideburns and the tinted glasses. I hope there is a 4 wheel drive club in Heaven.
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Thank you, Lord, for Grama.
Getting our fancy hats ready. We’re celebrating!
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8
Happy birthday, wierdo. I can’t believe you’re 8! For being the experimental first child, she’s turning out pretty great.
Love you, Em!
Happy birthday to Alyssa, too! Hope it’s fun!
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32
We spent Luke’s 32nd birthday (it was a happy one!) welcoming Ali to the family!
Congratulations to Adam and Ali!
This picture of the 9 cousins has already made the rounds, but here it is again. Thank you, Erik and Alyssa, for giving us all a night out!
Eli has about three months on Deandra, but it looks like she’s got the advantage in the weight category!
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First day of school
As I was getting out of the shower at 6:05 this morning, both girls came running in, dressed, and ready to leave for school! Evia was wired all morning, she was so excited. She’s off to kindergarten!
Emma was ready for second grade. She’s been telling me for the past few days that she couldn’t wait. She said the first day is her favorite, because they have to unpack their bags and organize their desks and spaces. If only she was as excited about keeping her space at home neat!
They were really hoping they got to ride the bus this morning. No bus today. We’ll call the bus barn at the end of the week and make sure they’re on the route for afternoons.
Evia didn’t realize that going to school meant giving up going to the coffee shop with the moms after we drop off the big kids. Levi was excited to get to go by himself!
When we walked into school, this is what Evia’s face looked like. I asked her if she was nervous, and she said she wasn’t. She was still smiling until her eyes disappeared when I left, especially when she realized her seat was next to her friend, Olivia’s.
I stopped by Emma’s room to see how she was doing, and she looked at me like she was wondering why I was still there!
It’s hard to be sad that your babies are going off to school when they’re so excited.
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Outfoxed
Okay, I promise this blog won’t become all chickens, all the time, but OH MY GOSH! Look who outfoxed the fox and came wandering home this afternoon, three days after the massacre! That’s eleven, folks.
I think Foxy has earned her name. 
(I’m trying really hard not to get my hopes up that a few others will come wandering out of the beans.)
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Chicken massacre (I spoke too soon)
Fox in the hen house. Eight down for the count. Ten survivors, including the rooster.
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Feathered friends
Our chickens are getting big! They’re about half-grown, and by the weekend (hopefully) should have a fenced-in run to occupy during the day. The kids are getting to be excellent wranglers!
Evia is the most fearless around them, and has made it her goal to catch the rooster (yep, our free chick is a roo) on a daily basis. He’s skittish and unfriendly, which makes her that much more determined to “tame” him.
Grama and Aunt Steph were going to come over and see the chickens before the hog roast, but Grama wasn’t up for it. We decided to come over the next day, and we brought a couple of the girls over. Levi told Grama all about them, which breeds we have, and which ones we brought.
The kids named this one “Chick-peep.” She is the smallest, and wanders around peeping for her friends if she gets separated from the bunch.
We’ll be looking for eggs in November!
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