homegrowing

With Irv needing to return to work and me being out of commission…

A special someone came to rescue and minister to our family today.

For the sake of confidentiality, she/he will remain anonymous.

This special someone just sent me this funny  email recounting the day’s events, and I had to share.

While today was not-so-typical for medical reasons, some things just never change around here…

I thought you might get a chuckle of their “notes”.

FYI, I did not write this, therefore I could not have been referring to myself!

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Salisbury Adventure Notes 2/9/10

Lest we forget.

Keep an eye out for clearance bedpan.

Always vacuum floors before depositing baby, to ensure bacon-free scooching excursions.

Threaten the entire male species residents, under the age of 10, to pick up their Legos; unless they wish them to be sucked up by the vacuum.

Turn all the ceiling fans on to dissipate predominant poop smell in bedrooms.

Always make sassy kids talk on the phone to their dads-at-work. (Puts the fear in ‘em, you know.)

Never pick up the toys in the morning.

Always order pizza for dinner when cooks are scarce.

DO stash wintergreen-sinus-opening gum and baseballs caps in vehicles, in case of last-minute appointments. (A bra would be a good idea, too.)

and of course,

Never use a breast pump whilst standing at drive-way/front facing window.

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Thank you, sweet anonymous friend… you are a blessing to our gang.  And, our home is grateful too!

The kids love the little treats they receive from their Grammie and Grandpa in Florida.  Ving had been saving these Bakugan markers and tattoos from a fall, treat bag.

Saving them for a day such as this… and they emerged from our bathroom…

Tattoos and buttons.   Isaac can’t write, and I know whose handwriting that is.

I’m not sure what happened when you pushed “there”.    Perhaps I didn’t want to find out.

Yes, everyone also had a designed spine on their rear thorax…

This looks a little more, say, self-inflicted…  I know that art anywhere.

The master mind.

B.I.G   … are they teens already?

And what happens when you write words on yourself using the mirror?  Educational moment.

“Can you tell me again, Hunter… what does T.A.F mean?” …. hehe

Oh, did I forget to mention????

FYI… The dollar store kits of Bakugan markers and tatoos are not, well let’s say… NOT WASHABLE!!!

Homegrowing seems to be a scrapbook of late.  Lot’s of photos and silly happenings.  I have serious posts and lessons being learned, rambling about my brain, but need time to work them out and on onto the screen.  Therefore, in the mean time I must keep Grandma (still residing in Florida for her rehabilitation), and the rest of you supplied with smiles and silly homegrowing stuff!

January third, she turned seven months.  We’re closer to her first birthday than the date she was born.  Sigh.

This past month we celebrated her first Christmas.  Fun and special.

She is up on all fours to crawl, but she only works in reverse.

She can work and maneuver an entire room with her rolling, squirming, sitting up and back down again, and crawling backwards.

She can feed herself puffs off her highchair, but she spits out anything of texture.  She loves her baby food menu at lunch and dinner.   She like to scrunch up her face and breath in and out of her nose fast when she’s eating.  We don’t know why she does this, but we all applaud with laughter!  She hums along and kicks her feet in excitement when she likes the food as she’s eating, too sweet.

Still only two bottom teeth, but her excessive drooling must be making way for her top teeth.

She examines everything!  She wants to hold tiny little things and manipulate them all about her fingers.  She doesn’t miss a beat or a sound.  Little Miss Busy Body, wanting in on everything around here.   This does affect her nursing…

She always wants to be holding onto someone or something.  She grips your shirt, the changing table, a blanket, or her doll Kisses while she sleeps.   Lately, she likes to pinch me (it hurts!) and hold onto my hair….

Her hair is filling in and is dark like Hunter’s was.  The rest of the babies have been blond.  I debate whether or not to cut the front mowhak wisps, but it’s starting to look very cute in a little barrett!  More fun…

I will remember her sixth month of life filled with….  dresses, dresses, dresses!  That’s the blessing of hand-alongs… I pray for them and am so grateful for God’s provision.  She has about six holiday dresses in size 9mo-2T, and I just made them all work.  It was fun and pretty.

Smiles and laughter….  I’m a blessed woman.

What a white 2010 we’ve had!  The kids are loving it, and we are keeping warm.

Well, trying to anyway. 

Last night our furnace stopped working.  It was COLD.  Due to living in a long ranch, we have two furnaces, so we all snuggled into two bedrooms on the warmer side of the house for the night.   I requested an emergency visit from our heating and cooling company, and they came to the rescue this afternoon.

Why am I telling you this?  

Because it involves homegrowing, of course.

I kindly wrote my $130.68 check to the service man.   Expensive, yet no parts required to get  “the furnace to cycle fine”.

$79.00 for the emergency diagnostic visit.

$42.00 for…..

are you ready?????

“removal of snow blockage plugging the inhale pipe”

Matt, the service man,  and his detective skills reported that there were no footprints around the pipe outside.  He suspected that perhaps the wind and snow swirled into the pipe, causing snow build-up.

I can’t believe I settled for his detective work.  I should have known better.

While talking to my mom on the phone later today, I was giving her the details of my day, including the $130.68 furnace fix.

Piping up in the background was my budding scientist….

“That pipe?  Oh, two days ago I stuffed it with snowballs.  My hypothesis was the heat smoke would melt the snow.  I must have been wrong.”

Well son, your hypothesis was wrong.

I did laugh.  I did. 

(Apparently furnaces have a no heat pressure switch that can turn off as a safety device.)

Dad felt his intentions were innocent.  Mercy was shown.  Discussions of being destructive of property…

What have you done with snow lately?   When you get bored of stuffing your furnace pipes with snowballs, we recommend building a snow-woman, sledding, snowball fights, snow-blowing, shoveling, and some hot cocoa!

It is beautiful out there.

….. just lay on the table!

The boys love using the kitchen chairs for fort making, as their high backs hold the blankets up so well.

It was a crazy morning…  No chairs?  No breakfast?

Nothing a few fun boys can’t handle.

Mom’s LUNA protien bars for women, and who needs chairs?

(I love the streamers and banner.  The Biggie’s had decorated for Dad’s birthday, and Jesus’ too!)