Taking a Break

Weeding can be very tiring, especially when you are three. Time passes much better when lying in the clover singing songs and watching the clouds roll by as the wind whips hair in your face. 

The lovely voice in song did help the work pass quickly.  Blueberry Hill has fewer weeds now. 

Drums

We didn't know we bought a drum. It was supposed to be for jumping exercises. Now it is a gathering place for drummers of all ages and creeds to play out their rhythms. Started by the youngest and most zealous, the others have happily joined. There is something about a drum beat and a marching song that is irresistible.

Feast upon the scriptures

This is Wade's Cub Scout cake. Yes, it is a cake. Ignore the background, that's just me being creative.

Work Is Fun

It was a sunny warmish day. I wanted to get some rocks moved and I had two excited workers.

Can you believe their luck they get to move rocks!

We shoveled and we hauled, uphill both ways, and we raked. We found time to sit and dump rocks out of our boots and time to run up and down the rock hill as well as hide in the rock canyon. The wind blew our hair, we burned calories and we worked on a little muscle.

Saturday is family work day and it is usually a really fun day for everyone. Today was just that.

Helping Hand

Dinner was a lovely Greek salad with sides of humus, naan and red grapes. I had some good helpers. One to watch the baby, one to chop the vegetables, one to tear the lettuce and one to finish his chores before dinner. It was a good dinner, but it was my helpers that made it extra good.

Midnight Snack

Someone woke from a slumber that should have lasted all night long. He spied Papa's bowl and all his attention rested there. He bounced up and down pleading for a taste of chocolate ice cream. Each bite came after an agonizingly long wait. When Papa was done, he still wanted more. Papa found yogurt to share. This was only disappointing. Each bite there was hope and each bite was bitter. Sadness came. We tried to add chocolate syrup but that too missed the mark. It was not the chocolate ice cream he dreamed of. Unable to satisfy his hunger we cleaned him up. Now how do we get him back to sleep?