I said I’d post photos of the van. I know. But I didn’t count on a little thing called “life” happening. As in, I got busy with motherhood and schooling and scolding and cooking and explaining and diapering and a whole host of other things. I’ll get there. Blaine’s coming home tomorrow, Lord willing. They […]

I’ve joined the “I drive a huge van” crowd. Well, I haven’t actually driven it yet, but it’s sitting in my driveway. That counts. What’s your dream vehicle? Mine, in recent years, has lots of seats and lots of space. If you had told me when I bought my little two door hatchback Escort that […]

We  were digging through boxes of clearanced mittens and other miscellaneous at the local 1/2 of 1/2 store. You know, $.49 for a brand new Children’s Place hat, simply because it’s last season or needs about 3 stiches to close the seam that’s split a bit? This is how I clothe my children. Love it. […]

This morning I found my brand new $50 gallon jug of just-for-diaper laundry detergent jug on it’s side. I scraped up a quart of the liquid gold, (ok, at the current price of gold, not quite, but it sure felt like it!) cried over spilt detergent, (yeah, no, not literally. But if I were a […]

Eden lost the spoon she’d taken with her to scrape the scraps to the chickens tonight. It was dark, and she and Liberty asked for help in finding it. “Am I going to go out there and immediately find it? How well did you look?” “We really looked for it. It’s not out there,” Eden […]

We’ve got a chicken thief on our hands. We’re down five hens in two days. I found a hole in the chicken wire. Why do these things always happen when Blaine is gone? Fixing fence is a skill I (never wanted to, but) can add to my resume. Sharpshooter is next.

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We’ve been discussing energy and resource conservation. You know, the “The electric bill is how high?!” discussion. My children are not the best at turning lights off when they leave the room. It drives me crazy. Our whole house will be lit up like a Christmas tree and no one would be home if the […]

My kids are sleeping underneath the kitchen table tonight. Their beds lie cold and empty while four children, sensible often, choose to very insensibly sleep on a cold ceramic tile floor. Why? I haven’t figured that out yet. They think it’s fun and it didn’t hurt anything – besides, perhaps, their backs. And shoulders. And […]

Pierce cried and cried and cried unless I held him. Fed up and trying to make supper, I put him in his bed. Never made him nap in there before. (I don’t even make him sleep in there at night most of the time, who am I kidding?) He went to sleep immediately. Pierce: 1. […]