“Well, well.”
“What do we have here?”
“Let me see. It looks like…”
“…hmmmm…”
“…sister’s leftover french fries?”
“Is anyone looking?”
“Nope? Well then, I don’t mind if I do.”
squishy green frog
January 15, 2012
Stellan is
home from the hospital
and our poor boy
(this is obviously not him)
is still feeling really crummy
from his pneumonia
so we stayed at the farmhouse
and lounged in our jammies all day
it was fine by me
since my knee hurts
yes I managed to give myself tendonitis
I did do an upper body workout tonight though
but back to what I was saying
it was pajama day here
at least for the little boys
some of the big kids insist
on being proper
not sure where they got that from
anyway
we relaxed
played
and enjoyed our time with each other
and our adorable
squishy green frog
who had an exceptionally nice day
as you clearly saw in this post!
the littlest farmhand
October 24, 2011
Thirsty for some milk but seeing that Ma and Pa are busy gathering eggs and chopping firewood, the littlest farmhand goes straight to the source.
As he crawls into the barn, he mutters to himself, “I mean, it’s not like these goats are gonna milk themselves.”
That’s right. We start ‘em real nice and young ’round these parts.
and I love it
October 20, 2011
and I love it
summer used to be my favorite season, but now it’s this one
weather turning cooler
a warm baby held close
milking goats while my young shadows ones watch
little sister hugs my leg
Mama’s eyeliner, self applied, still on her face
wonder what day it was she put that on
a breeze blows
Daddy’s at work
if we listen hard, we pretend we can hear him hammering
bang, bang, bang
kittens scamper
our dog chews her bone
I have more meat on my bones that I should have
perhaps it’ll keep me warm this winter
or so I joke
being outside makes me forget for a time that I still face struggles
like anxiety and overeating and control issues
and then there are the money ones, too
filing bankruptcy
hate to admit
but it’s what we are going to need to do
so I choose to face that decision
look it in the face
like I do the cold wind early in the morning when I walk to the barn
past the field
the beans are all harvested in that field
we caught our guineas finally
found them roosting in the big barn and caught them
our second son was brave
yes, he caught one himself
so did I
but I screamed all the while
they are all in the hen house now
eating leftover steel cut oats from our breakfast
some of the corn still stands in the field across the way
though not for long I’m sure
there are lots of fields across the way
so that maybe was not the most apt description
but you get the idea
the ground so dusty
fields begin to lie dormant until next spring
soon enough they’ll be frozen
our baby girl had her birthday
frosting and wrapping paper still litter our home
looks less like litter and more like happy decorations though
proof of her beautiful day yesterday
four years
so why clean it up yet
instead we enjoy the cool day
a baby cuddle keeps me warm
and him, too
perhaps I need to start saying toddler
but that’s hard to admit he is that old already
maybe I want another baby
yeah, maybe I do
I smile because there are two double chins
the toddler’s is cuter
his hair smells like strawberries
the air smells like leaves
and leftover fire from the sticks and leaves Daddy burned last night
this is the life
being with my children
babywearing on The Farm
trying to love and respect my husband the best I can
being me
being okay with being me
and I love it
thirteen months old
September 1, 2011
he is so big,
playing at the park
like a big boy
who has a bright future
ahead of him
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August 6, 2011
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first steps
August 3, 2011
turned one yesterday
‘
and
with
his siblings’ help
he
took
his
first
steps
as you
can
see
Flurry
was
very happy
and
proud
of his
accomplishments!
