Saturday, May 30, 2009

Picture Post

Ben enjoying a sink bath.

All lined up.

Livvy and Ben.

Ben is 10 months old.


Goldy on my shoulder.

Pop-pop helping move the chicks into their new home.

The chicks new coop.

Chicks eating out of my hand.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Sights and Sounds of Morning

Baby crying way too early
Soft contented suckling
Mewing at the door
Coffee percolating
Playful screaming
Phoebe chasing her tail
Ben chasing Phoebe
“Whoever has no control over his spirit is like a city broken down, without walls” Prov 25:28
Big kids up
“Can I hold Phoebe?”
All eating cantaloupe happily, except Sammy
Not so happy screaming
Everybody playing nicely
Rest time for mama
Muffled sounds coming in from the living room
Goodbye kisses from the honey
“Mama, I need to go potty”
Rest time for Sammy
Nap time for Ben
Gathering laundry together
Livvy happily chattering outside
Whirring of the washing machine
“Mama, can I have a snack?”
“Why my train not work?”
Outside to give the chicks some cantaloupe treats

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Mother's Day

I had a very nice Mother's Day. Tom got up with me in the morning after Ben woke both of us up at 5:45am...way too early. He made coffee for me (wow! he doesn't even like the stuff) and then, once everybody else was awke, he made eggs however we wanted. Livvy and I had egg-in-a-hole, Sammy wanted his scrambled, and Dad C wanted over-medium. Delicious!

Following Hannah's example, we dedicated Ben at church on Sunday. At home we talk so much about our parenting, trying to examine and re-examine ourselves, really trying to follow what the Bible says about life and child-rearing, without adding our own spin on it. I pray that all of our talk continues to lead us to be godly parents to our children, daily demonstrating God's word lived out in our lives, training them to be emotionally and spiritually strong, that they would be passionate Jesus-followers, and that they grow up with a high view of God and His word. I pray that my life is a life that my children want to I'm a work in progress.

After church, we came home. Tom made strawberry-filled pancakes (I had to do nothing except feed and nurse Ben...Tom really couldn't help in that area), and then we all took naps. After naps, we continued my favorite part of Mother's Day, we got KFC and took it to Bushmaster Park for a picnic. It was so nice. In years past it's always been a little too cool for me, but this year was perfect! It was a great ending to a wonderful day. Thanks honey!

Outside Fun

The weather here has been so nice recently (excluding's a bit windy) which means we've been playing outside a lot. Which also means that I have a lot more laundry to do and dirty kids to bathe...though I'm not complaining, I'd so much rather have dirty kids thriving, imagining and free outside, than clean kids in front of a TV or a room full of pre-imagined toys, if you know what I mean. They love to make all sorts of mud-pies, cakes, and who knows what else...whatever it is, it keeps them very entertained.

Last week sometime Livvy decided to get all dressed up in her leotard and tutu and then head outside to climb trees and make sand cakes. She certainly has her own sense of style. I've stopped her a couple of times when I thought that I'd rather go to the store with a child that looks like she has a mother who cares; but most of the time I just let her be Livvy...purposefully wearing socks that don't match with shoes that don't match..."I'm just funny, Mama."

Oh, another Livvy thing... I was trying to teach Livvy that it's rude to listen to other people conversations and start trying to be apart of it..."That's called eavesdropping, Livvy. It's not nice." Then, not more than a minute later I turned to Sammy to talk to him about something and Livvy chimes in, "What Mama? What are you telling Sammy?" I gave her that knowing look, you know the one. She immediately put her hand to head, smiled and said, "Oh! My eaves are dropping again." Absolutely hillarious!

Sammy's having fun learning how to climb trees. "Daddy give me some points"...which he did last night, "Just keep reaching up and holding on", or something like that.

Ben just eats the sand. Good ruffage.


Well, our chicks are growing. I think they've tripled, if not quadrupled, their size already. It's been so much fun to see them grow and change over these past 7 weeks.

They are no longer inside the main house with us. Tom put together a little pen in the new laundry/pantry room (that's still in the pre-dry-wall stage). We thought about putting them outside in the back shed, but, despite the fact that there's no power out there, we just couldn't stand to have them so far away...we're weaning ourselves slowly from their presence.

Everytime we have vegetable or fruit scraps, we throw it in with the chicks. They love it! So far I think their favorites are an apple core and watermelon rind. It's so funny to see them take off running when they get a little trear that they don't want to share - back and forth, back and forth..."It's mine, it's mine. You can't have it!" They act just like toddlers.

Last week we started taking groups of them outside with us in the back yard - a little outing for them. When Sammy brought the first ones outside, they kept following him...I guess they weren't sure they wanted to be left on their own. But soon they realized they were okay and now they love coming outside and scratching for bugs. How cool that God put in these birds, without ever having seen it, this inate ability to scratch and look for bugs. Isn't He wonderful!

Here are some of our feathered freinds:

Brassy/Sassy (totally fits her personality), Buff Orpington, with NG (Non-Goldy), Ameraucana.
Cee-Cee, Golden-laced Wyandotte.
Goldy, Ameraucana.

Two Australorps - we can't tell them apart, so they have no names.

Blue, Blue Cochin, with Nana (because she looks like an old lady with silver in her hair), Silver-laced Cochin.