Part of our summer routine includes play time with some church kiddos each week. During this play time, I lead an extremely brief (due to the interruption of sweet children) Bible study for the mamas. Each week we “go on vacation” to a different location and our devotion relates to that location. This week we went camping!
Happy Father’s Day! In honor of the daddy of our family, I wanted to share one of his favorite things…baby blankets. I could tell you that he has a love of them and would still carry his around if he could. But I won’t tell you that. Instead I’ll show you my snuggly babies in their baby blankets…and then perhaps a little peek of Scott with his favorite baby blanket.
Chloe’s baby blanket
I wanted to share with you something that I suffer from as I am sure many of you do…Mommy Guilt. It comes in many forms at many different times of the day. Every day.
My Handy Hubby is at it again! And this time he has built the most amazing chicken coop. With a few finishing touches yet to go, I thought I’d share what he’s done so far, as I am super proud of him and what he’s accomplished!
Our chickens love treats! And we are happy to make them for our flock. In our last produce basket we were given four avocados. My family does not like avocados, which astounds me that out of six of us no one eats them. Our chickens, however, love them. So, below I have created a recipe for some super yummy treats for the chickens.
Two years ago I introduced Chloe to April Fools Day and pranking. Not mean pranking. Funny pranking. One year we made brownies (Brown Es). And another year we sent the grandparents Doughnut Seeds (Cheerios), which they thought was cute of course. But this year…oh this year I am no longer on Chloe’s prankster team. Nope. I have been forced to the other side and I am now being pranked on. Really, I couldn’t be more proud of my blossoming jokester.
It’s planting time! I have been looking forward to this for such a long time. Every time I worked in my old tiny raised gardens. Every time I went to the grocery store to buy expensive, organic produce. Every time I drove 40 minutes to pick up produce from the coop…I thought about it. And dreamed about it. I can’t wait to have my garden abundantly producing what my family eats. Last week we began our planting. Our garden is about 15 feet x 100 feet. It took a while to get it ready to plant (and it would’ve been longer if not for the help of a friend with a tiller!).
What a special day it has been for our family! Today Willow was baptized. We were honored to be surrounded by our church family. A few of our family members were able to make it, but for the many that live so far away, here is a piece of this special day for Willow. Thank you to all who played a part in making this day so special for her. It is so moving to see my girl take a stand for Jesus in this way! I’m a proud mama. :)
Well, it’s true. I’m a goat person. I thought I was. I even wanted to move to a farm just to become a goat person. And as it turns out, I’m a goat person! It’s been five weeks since the kids came to our farm. We were able to get twin nubians – a boy and a girl (Kevin Mike (named after my brother, which was very important to Chloe) and Hazel). They came to live with us when they were three days old…precious! And if you haven’t tried it yet, I’ll just tell you that bottle feeding baby goats is super adorable.