Let’s be clear. We are talking about an actual pig named SweetPea, and the eight babies my husband helped deliver last night. The boys and I stayed home and watched Election Results for a little...
Bean has had such an exciting day. He got to negotiate with a Motorcycle Builder and Shop Owner today for a little mini-bike. Dave asked him, as he’s asked him several times in the past, “...
This morning my right arm was feeling limp in it’s socket. Sad to say. I was diagnosed with Tennis Elbow earlier this year, although I do not play tennis. I would love to play tennis, if only fo...
Is it possible to be a Wildly Disorganized Organizational Dream-Kid? Is that even remotely a thing? I only ask because I have so many things that I manage, so many parts of my world that I try ...
What I would love to do is have a weekly Family Movie Night Review. Sunday would be a great day to check in, so that whether you do Friday Night Movie Night in your family, or Saturday Night Movie Nig...
Yesterday afternoon, just as I was getting ready to leave work, just as my husband, the tree guy, was dropping off our boys so he could run do some estimates, I got the news. I got the news that a won...
Talk about going through the motions. Grown-ups never cease to amaze me, and not always in a good way. Last night we trick-or-treated with our kids for two hours in a Kid-friendly neighborhood where h...
The fireplace is installed, and the boys sat with their dad as he made the first fire in our new wood-burning stove. We sat and watched the fire for a little while, and felt it warm up the house beyon...
The last thing you hear on the audio version of this recording is someone saying into the microphone, while the crowd is going crazy, “The Blues Does Not Get Better Than That!” This is Par...
Up in the Attic, putting in the Chimney Pipe. It looks dark and scary, but I am seriously envisioning some whitewash, some dormer windows, and some big open spaces up here for an art room or study! Fu...
I asked the boys today what their favorite part of the Fall Season is, and they started mentioning all the bright colors of the trees. Before we knew it, we were in the middle of a gigantic art projec...
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. These are the opening lines of the famous poem, The Jabberwocky, by Lewi...
Before we watched the debates Monday night, we got to have a discussion at dinner about Self-Control. We were talking about how if we are able to control ourselves, no one needs to jump in and control...
There are so many gorgeous colors in the world. I am drawn to colors and the juxtaposition of colors, the interesting array of possibilities, the “World is our Canvas” mentality, and splas...
The boys got to have a designated sword-fight area because the aisles in the lumber area were so wide, and they were being so good....
The other day I was talking myself through the In-Store-Behavior-Malfunction that seems to be something every mother struggles through with her children. When I am the one with the incredible leisure ...
We started our dinner out with a question from Ben. He asked “If having a baby is the most painful thing a woman can do, what’s the most painful thing a man can do?” Scott started wi...
Even better than cloud busting, Ben and I imagined a dragon in the fog this morning. Do you see it?...
It is so easy to look forward to coming home again!...
We have done a lot of canning this year. Mostly tomatoes and various sauces, because we ridiculously-over-planted tomatoes, by about 40 plants. Yes. We have 48 tomato plants, and I wouldn’t be s...
It’s gorgeous, I think, but too far gone to eat. We have so many lessons from our first year of large scale gardening....
After the heaviness of the most recent dinnertime topic, it was a relief to get back to How Things Work again tonight. This time my husband jumped in, because I was trying to explain how a gear shifti...
These topics come up because of something Ben is learning in school. Part of me wishes they would give us some warning. But then I realize that if they left it up to group rule, our poor kids wouldn&#...
Bean, our 4-year old, went on an estimate with his dad the other day, and met a wonderful man who showed him all around his back-yard model train. He is part of the Garden Train group here in Medford....
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