My Kids Have No Standards

Tonight because I hadn't made dessert the kids were forced to improvise. Frankie sucked down a Pedialyte popsicle, Asher had a spoonful of Maple syrup, and Jensie ate half a hot dog bun.

Blast from the Past

I was going through some old CDs trying to find a picture of our first house. The one I wanted never turned up, but I found these along the way. These pictures make me smile. They also make me want to chop off my hair and figure out how to get my 20 year old skin back.

Babies having babies! What are we twelve?

Remember when we used to cut all the hot guys out of the Tommy Hilfiger ads and glue 'em up on our closet doors? (FYI This is Kate's old closet-I swore off the Abercrombie hotties the day I said "I do.")


Best haircut ever! Nate did it in the backyard with a big clumsy pair of kitchen scissors.

Hey Columbus, You've Got Options

photo taken from Jenny-Jack Farm's website

Tired of forking out $5 for a head of lettuce at Publix? Me too! And as it just so happens in addition to our teeny tiny, but completely decent little Farmer's Market, local farmers from Lagrange and Pine Mountain are running a successful chemical-free co-op. Slots are filling up fast for the summer/fall harvest so you need to get on it, and now.

Still not sure? How's this long list of available veggies to whet your appetites?

From August to the end of November you'll get:
Arugula, basil, beets, broccoli, beans, carrots, cilantro, collard greens, cucumbers, eggs, eggplant, field peas, garlic, kale, kohlrabi, lettuce, mixed greens, okra, parsley, squash, spinach, sweet peppers, sweet potatoes, turnips, Swiss chard, and tomatoes.

M'mmm.

Local stone-ground corn grits, cornmeal, organic coffee, and flower bouquets are available too!

Send an e-mail to Chris at Jenny-Jack Sun Farm (jennyjackfarm{at}gmail{dot}com) and let 'em know you want in.

Maiden Voyage

Today I said to myself "Self, let's review. You've got this bike. What else have you got?"

"Helmets?"

Check.

"Seats?"

Check.

"PADDED SPANDEX?"

Check.

"Well then" said I, "let's ride."

And ride we did. It was harder and hotter than I'd imagined it could be, and I'd be lying if I told you I made it up the steepest hills without having to get off and walk the bike to the top. The kids are surprisingly heavy--I may have to stop feeding Asher all together. The assembly guide to the seats warns that a two-kid set up is the most difficult position for my cargo kit, and that it is only recommended for "advanced experienced riders." I'm willing to bet that six months on the road will make me just that.

Team Bigler

Highlights include:

-Frankie yelling excitedly "You're bike is running!" over and over again.

-Jensie telling me that everyone stopped at a near by traffic light was staring at us with "their eyes really big!" to which I replied "That's because none of them are tough enough to try this." Mwahahahaha.

-Asher whining "Aw man, I thought you were gonna ride all the way up that hill." All in good time my pet, all in good time.

and the text I got from Amy, whose house we'd ridden by, that said "Jacob ran in and said 'I just saw a mystery! It was a big bike with lots of people!'"

When we got home, after getting as far up the driveway I was gonna get, I had Jensie jump down and mark the spot with a big chalk line. Now I know I have to get at least that far before quitting next time.

Me, post ride, successfully not weeping long enough to snap a pic

After getting the kids inside I collapsed on my bed under the big ceiling fan and cried. At the time my only options were to cry or puke, and crying seemed as though it might be slightly less messy. While I lay there all teary eyed and quivery I thought about Heather saying just this morning "You're living your dreams!"

I also thought about all the times over the past year as I talked, and planned, and saved, and hoped, people told me how crazy it was to give up my car for a bicycle--stupid even. And how once in complete desperation I called my dad to ask if he really thought I could do it. His response?

"Do you think you can?"

When I told him I could, that I knew I could, he said "Well then, you can."

He was right.

Chirping

Fine Feathered Arrival

Click on each photo to see these darlings up close

Say hello to
Maude, Daisy, Winnie, Beezus, and Pearl.
The post man just delivered these thirsty babies and we are already in love. Pearl, the littlest seems lost and scared, but the rest are already trying to "fly the coop."

Who Feeds That Kid?

Yo Asher, go easy on the grub man. You could stand to lose a few.

FHE

And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.

Genesis 1:26-27

Family Home Evening was perfect tonight, and I'm writing it all down because, well, this might be the first time it didn't end in boredom and/or tears--ever. The kiddies* were sweet and thoughtful, and our "lesson" lasted about 35 seconds--which was just right for my rowdy monsters.

We read the above verses from Genesis and I explained that "dominion" means that Heavenly Father has given us responsibility over animals--both captive and wild. We talked about how caring for wild animals means preserving their habitat and making sure not to harm them when we're outside where they live, and that caring for our pets is an important job.

They groaned when I told them our activity would be to get a safe bed ready for the ducklings that will arrive this week, but they loved getting their hands dirty and all worked happily--there may even have been a bit of laughter and cooperation involved!

We took care to lay out moist pine pellets for our duckie darlings, and set up a heat lamp, a couple of feeders, some grit, and a large waterer. (They all grumbled about the smell of the pine dust, but kids have terrible taste so that's to be expected. Just wait 'til there are water fowl stinkin' up the family room. They're gonna love that!)

While we worked Jensie went over the lesson once more for good measure, kindly lecturing her siblings to "Remember, God made us responsible for our animals so we have to take good care of our pets and make sure they have good food and a nice bed. And sometimes we have to take them to the animal doctor." She is often more pleasant than I give her credit for.

We finished up by singing the first verse of Follow the Prophet, and knelt to say our evening prayer. Jensie looked around the circle and declared "I wish we had FHE every night! I love when we're all close together as a family." Success!

Then I gave them all an Otter-Pop and sent them off to bed--what an agreeable end to an ordinary Monday.

*Frankie hates when I call them that. She always gets upset and yells "We're not kitties, we're kids!"

Rallying the Troops

Hey Natey,
When you read this you'll be back in the sand.
We're doing well. Playin' hard and keepin' busy.
See you soon babe.
-E

Drawing Near

Today I watched Nate pull our son close, heard him whisper "I love you sweet boy," and realized he's already saying goodbye.

For twelve days we've laughed, worked, whistled, and cried. Resolved not to waste treasured time crying and cried a little more. We've read and we've tickled, kissed and made up. Scolded, and snuggled, indulged and slept well.

It's been nearly perfect. It's hard to let go.

Duckie Downies

I'm not back, not really, but we just ordered five of these cutie babies and they'll be here soon soon soon. I couldn't wait to tell you.

photo source

Baby Blues

Be back soon...

"No SD Card Inserted"

Nate is home for a little while. You'll just have to take my word for it.

Quote of the Day

"I have become the light at the end of the tunnel" --CPT Bigler

Haha, what the ....? Sounds a bit cocky, but danged if it ain't true! He's on his way folks. This way. Though I bet a small part of him is sad to leave all this behind:

NOT!

Whoa, a quote and a well executed "NOT" joke. How 'bout them apples?

Sharp

I am awesomely awake at 3:00 am (sharp!) after an ill-advised (whose advice? my own) late afternoon nap. And instead of sleeping I am planning the re-do of the little girls' room. With, you know, like zero dollars. A little spray paint and some elbow grease should do the trick. I'm thinking lemon-drop yellow--something sweet and sour, just like my girls. And no twin beds. I don't care how much they argue, whisper, whimper, giggle, steal the covers, or cross each other's "this is my side" line. Two tiny sisters should share one big bed and that is that. Should be fun (FUN).

PS Playlist back up with some newly updated "happy tunes." And yeah that is Billy Joel you hear. I dare you not to sing along.