That’s right. It’s been a month. I have been incredibly not busy. Doing a whole lot of nothing.
My son is well on his way (I hope) to having mastered the fine of art of using the potty. He calls it “making bubbles”. The best part of that is NOT BUYING DIAPERS. Seriously, 60 bucks a month!!! Do you know what I could do with an extra $60 every month? Oh the possibilities…
In crochet news~ It’s too hot to do anything that is heavy and large and sits on your lap like a 400 lb. lap dog. So, here’s what I’ve been working on:
One day it will grow up and become a baby blanket. Maybe. If I’m very lucky. And NOT for me, thankyouverymuch…
And then, I’ve done a few of these:
For baby gifts. Because people DO keep on having them…
Sweet Pea will be starting school in a week. I can’t believe that. I’m excited for her. And yet, I’m very sad that she won’t be with me all day. Someone else will have the care of her for 8 hours Monday-Friday. And Little Buddy will be starting MDO on Tuesdays and Thursdays. From 9:00-2:00. I will go from being CONSTANTLY surrounded to being by myself. Granted, I’ve looked forward to the day that I can enter a bathroom without someone interrupting me, tugging on me, needing me. But still… All that peace and quiet is going to take some getting used to. Maybe I’ll find the mind that I lost since having kids… That would be nice.
Yep, that’s right. We are up to nothing good here. Our favorite pastime has become watching the kids chase grasshoppers and feed them to the chickens. Those chickens go nuts when they see the kids coming. They jump on each other and cackle and clammer for attention. And when the grasshopper is dropped in their pen, one of the chicks grabs it and starts running, trying desperately to swallow it in one gulp before the other chickens catch up to it. It’s better than T.V.
In other news (yep, I started off with the most riveting information- it’s all downhill from here…) I have started a new crochet project. Not that I’ve finished the ones I started earlier. Oh no. I think life is too short to actually COMPLETE something…
Here’s what I’m working on these days:
It’s going to be a blanket for my parents RV. Maybe. Right now, it’s just a square. But one day, if it makes wise choices and eats all it’s veggies- it will grow up to become a glorious afghan.
Oh- my husband got a promotion and is now “Captain” daddy around our house. When my children call him that, you can almost hear theme music and see a cape ruffling in the wind…
Hope your summer is going well. Blessings to all.
Yes, it’s summertime again. What a feeling… I don’t have children in “school” so you would think that summertime wouldn’t have quite the same feel. And yet somehow it does…Lazy, hazy, sitting around and sipping cool drinks, watching the kids play in the insane heat. And planning. Summer has always been about planning to me. When I taught, it was all about gearing up for the next year. Thinking over my year and sussing out what worked and what didn’t. A whole bunch of reflection and evaluation. No physical writing or organizing or anything that would show. Just a bunch of cerebral work. And I find myself leaning toward that again. Except this type of planning involves how to improve things around here. Determining what type of livestock we want to tackle next. Figuring out how to plant a fall garden and what all to put in it that will work here in Texas. Landscaping the front and back yard. And a lot of time contemplating our house. There are a lot of things I love about our house. We’ve lived here about 4ish years. But we haven’t really “finished” it. The reasons for this involve money and time. We don’t seem to have enough of either. We were married a little later in life than most, so we had to combine two different styles of furniture, decorating styles, and color. I got pregnant the first year of our marriage and quit my job, so there was no money for anything “new” other than necessities. And when I say that- I mean a crib, a changing table, a glider (my husband gave me this as a gift for rocking our babies), mattresses for us, mattresses for my son’s big boy bed, and blinds for the window in the bathroom. Everything else is hand me down or what we had before the marriage. Even the window treatments have been limited to the “public” rooms- valances in the kitchen, valances and panels in the great room, and my MIL made drapes for both kids rooms. In our bedroom, we are using drapes that I had from the house I lived in before (which was a model house and what was left there by the builder). We aren’t really fond of the colors used in the drapes (they were for a child’s room) but they are lined in white so, from the outside, it looks okay. And in the master bathroom, we just have plain white plantation blinds. I want new furniture. And yes, it is a want- not a need. So we will not be getting any, no matter how much I want… Putting that aside, I’ve decided that something needs to be done about my unhappiness with our living space. We do all our “living” in the great room, so that is where I will start. The furniture can’t be changed. So. What can I do? I need ideas that cost little and will have big impact. I’m thinking about painting the walls. And saving up for carpet squares to replace the horrible area rug. Maybe choosing a few of the “nature photography” type shots I have taken from our land and blowing them up to hang on the walls. I am leaning toward the colors of sea glass. Blues, greens, and white.
Tomorrow is Sweet Pea’s last day of PreK. It’s been a great year. God truly blessed us with the best teacher possible for my stubborn, dramatic, over the top, can’t stop talking if her life depended on it daughter. Having taught before becoming a stay at home mom, I really appreciate all her teacher did to help her learn and grow this year. So tomorrow will be bittersweet for me. I will be glad to see Sweet Pea graduate and move on to Kindergarten, but I will really miss her teacher and the understanding she had of all that was my precious Sweet Pea.
Today was also the day our peaches were ready to be picked.
So Sweet Pea and I picked those peaches and then packed some up for an end of the year gift for her teacher.
A little ribbon and paper, and we are done! We had given her a gift card to a restaurant earlier in the year as her major gift. This was just a little bonus.
I went out to take care of the baby chicks. You know, water and feed and ohhh and ahhh over the super cuteness. And I started counting them. Hmmm.. They do move fast… Count again… And again… I’m still not getting the right number. We have a lawn mower and trimmer in the shed. To keep it out of the rain and all… Well, I started shifting things around looking for the missing chicks. We are missing three… Hmmmm….. I STICK MY HAND UNDER THE LAWN MOWER. How dumb was that?!? Guess what I found? No, not the three missing chicks although they were present in some form…… I didn’t seem to feel much so I lifted the edge of the mower…. And am confronted by two beady eyes and a very forked tongue licking the air. There is a SNAKE in the shed. Living under the lawn mower and snacking on my adorable baby chicks. Needless to say, I dropped that lawn mower and screeched… I hightailed it out of that shed, leaving the defenseless baby chicks to their DOOM! I called my husband and he is on his way home…. Surely, the snake is full…. I don’t really need to go out there again… Do I?