When pigs fly…

I got a brand spank’n new dishwasher. Not from Craigslist or the paper but from a store…it hasn’t even been used yet! I am so giddy. They say it will actually wash the dishes FOR me AND dry them? I have seen these wonderful machines at friends’ homes before. My sweet hubby noticed how many hours are spent standing at the kitchen sink washing, took pity on me and bought me one yesterday, and at the same time purchased our first extended warranty(thanks, Ruth E) so there will be no excuses for the dog gone thing not working for 5 yrs!

He installed it last night and I ran my first load with 2 qrt jars and a nasty mac n cheese casserole dish as a joke. They were spotless this morning! Doing the happy dance…doing the happy dance….

God Provides

After waking this morning and having a devotion on bringing all our requests to the Lord, I was thinking of my trip to Bellingham this morning and how I need to find hamburger, a lot of it, under $2 lb. While thinking of how to go about finding this beef that I hoped the Lord would provide, I threw open my bedroom shades to see a large beef cow standing right in the middle of my front yard chewing her cud…right smack in the middle of the lawn. I often think the statement "God has a sense of humor" is misused...but I had to chuckle about this one. And unfortunately she belongs to the neighbor.

Monday

O.k., so I have ran out of creative juices when it comes to titling my blog posts.

I finally, after many attempts and failures, knitted a functional pair of booties! As soon as I can, I’m running back into town for more yarn. I’m in love with this pattern.

Are these not just adorable? What I love is the yarn is stretchy and will stay on the foot. My children have very long feet at birth they wear 3m size socks. I made these a smidge longer so they’ll fit. ;)

 

This is part of the collection of hats I made for her. After falling into a rolled brim hat rut, a friend sent me a very easy pattern for a ruffled edge, what a breath of fresh air. I am a perpetual beginner.

1 week and 18 days to go till due date. I’ve been telling the children my most favorite moment of life is having that baby scooped up and placed on my chest for the first time, all floppy and wet, they take their first breaths on my chest as I anxiously wipe their little face with a towel. My homebirth babies always make me a little nervous when born because they do not come out screaming like in the hospital, so I love those first few seconds of rubbing them down and getting them going. The day can not come quick enough.

Sunday in Pictures

     

Fruitful fishing today by two brothers at the irrigation pond. ;)

Edaleen Dairy

Shorts…sprinkler…friends…what better day than to go to Edaleen Dairy? We go several times a summer and for $13 everybody gets a big ice cream cone, that is a family friendly treat.

 

I love this picture Jessie took of the red maple tree

Since it has been forever since I posted pictures of the children, thought I’d make up for it.

 

Elijah was such a big boy and handled his cone all by himself this time, he even left relatively clean!

 

 

He reeeeeally liked his ice cream! He ate everything but the last inch and big brother took care of the remainder.

 

Ems learned how to make the cones *kiss* in her favor. We stopped as soon as we figured it out, she got a lot more ice cream that way!

 

You’d think it was winter by the way Micah dressed. Just like his mamma(when she’s not pregnant)

Who is this young lady? Surely she isn’t my daughter. Hokey Pete, where has time gone? Sunglasses, jewelry, purse…<sigh>

 

I took this picture of Grace, but Elijah cracks me up.

Yet again, we were the center of attention. Jess said one lady sat by her stroller staring at our family the whole time, several other small groups all turned their chairs toward us and I felt so awkward! They just stare  like I’m not supposed to notice?  It’s a nice way to teach my children why we do not stare at people no matter how *interesting* they may seem.

One Happy Farmer Boy

 

Micah was invited to help Mr. C feed his cattle yesterday on the Big Green Tractor. Micah likes this picture because Mr. C is behind the big wheel and it looks as if he is feeding the cattle himself!

 

He even got to ride up next to the Big Black Bull.  He confirmed all our thoughts, “He’s big and scary Mamma!”

This made one wannabe farmer boy a very happy man aaaaaall week.

Ahhh, Sun.

I think I even have color on my skin. We weeded in my mom’s flower bed after music lessons. Came home, put the littles to bed and I tackled my first and second story windows..on a ladder…that shook. I got half way done, frightened myself and will be sweetly asking hubby to finish the last three very, very high windows tonight.

We scrubbed the algae off the play boat then started gardening. Hands and knees, in the dirt, oh happy day! I ripped all new flower beds out in front of the addition, hauled in dirt, planted new flowers and pretty soon hours had passed by and when I went to get up, I really couldn’t. I drug myself in the house, sweet talked my daughter into making dinner and here I sit, inside for good, Tylenol to my right, goat tea to my left. It’s not gonna be a pretty day tomorrow Bob. I blame the sun, it makes one think irrationally.

Hunter Safety Training

Jacob is taking a class in town on Hunter Safety Training over the next two weeks so he can get his hunting license to shoot a duck. Logging 12.5 hours….to shoot…..a duck. Daddy should be able to do this, but I guess the state says he isn’t good enough.

Anyhow, he came home last night and said the instructor got up there and told the boys that “hunting is a privilege, not a right” I was impressed Jake caught that and it bothered him. He came home and proved the Bible says it is a God-given right, not a privilege, to hunt responsibly for your family, to take dominion. I’m glad I am not going, because it sounds like there is a lot of politically correct non-sense being handed to the children.