1. So Henry. He's two. He has brought this terrible two stage to a whole new level. I mean, I've been in this rodeo a time or seven. The two year old stage; I know it; I know what to expect. But this little guy is quiet and stealth. Let's see, he has clogged up the toilet requiring a plumber to come out and remove the toilet and fish out the toothbrush, toothpaste, and sample mouthwash, etc. TWICE. Single hand-idly (is that how you spell that word?) covered my room and bathroom in baby powder. If the boy finds a cup filled with liquid, it's dumped.
2. I know what you're thinking. I'm not watching him close enough. But nay, he is quick. Like last week; Mary Jane and I were sitting on the couch working on her apologetics paper. My laptop was sitting on one end of the coffee table, a cup of water was on the other. Mary Jane and I were deep in discussion looking at her notes. Henry taps MJ's lap points to the cup and then the computer. Computer fried. What was that? Had I backed up the 10,000+ pictures on my computer? No. No, I did not.
3. At 5:15 am I get a phone call from the post office. The chipper post office lady says "Your chicks are here. Come and get em." I scramble out of bed, half awake, and wake up Catherine and Patrick. We throw on our sneakers (I slept in my clothes. Don't ask.) and head out into the early morning to get them. Catherine and Patrick were so excited. So,we had 25 of these little ladies delivered. They are Buff Orpingtons. They will eventually be our egg layers.
4. The kids have already named some of them. We have Party Girl, because she was going around to all the other chicks, and then there is Quicky Chicky, because she was running around the brooder, Cuddles because she was chill, and last but not least, Inches, because she has a long neck. Four named, twenty one to go. Kids are so funny.
Not sure which one this is. The kids can tell them apart though. ;0)
5. I can tell I'm doing a great job on the whole healthy eating front. The two oldest kids and myself ran to the grocery store on the way home from their finals yesterday. We were going to pick up some lunch, as there is "Never any food in the house. Ever!" We are in the store and the 16 year old looks at me and asks me in the tone of voice, as if he were asking for a puppy dog. "Could you loosen up on your rules just one time and break down and buy us boxed macaroni and cheese? Pleeaasse." The 15 year old chimes in, "and hot dogs???" I say okay and they both give out a cheer. Yes, I was a hero. We get home and Catherine had no idea what the stuff in the box was. "You mean we don't have to bake it?"
Yes, I would say I am doing a great job.
Pictured above is the best invention known to mankind. (enter angelic choir) The seed planter. I planted ten rows of corn in less than an hour. If I had done that by hand it would have taken me all day. We borrowed it from one of Terry's co-workers. Definitely on my wish list for the next planting season.
In between the gazillion hours we will be spending at the dance studio this next week I will be weeding. I think it is a little out of control out there. I almost want to throw my hands in the air but there are 200 bean plants, 100 beets, a ton of swiss chard and spinach out there. I need to save it!! Thankfully the soil is wet, which makes for easy weed removal.
Joining up with the amazing Jennifer for 7 Quick Takes!