Showing posts with label Finley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Finley. Show all posts

Thursday, June 30

June, in photos

Caeli has such beautiful skin.

We woke up one Saturday and Ryan said, "What do you want to do today?" I said, "Build headboards for the boys?" So he did it.

I cut 8 inches or so for a summery-do.

Luke loves his doggy.

She has a wonderful imagination.  She reminds me so much of Beth as a baby.
We went to a free symphony concert with friends, with music by John Williams.

Caeli picked her free book from the library as a reward for the summer reading program.  Winnie the Pooh... in Spanish!  And she insisted I read it!

We had fun playing with friends, chasing their chickens, and collecting eggs.

I spent many hours of creative time designing and printing my own planner for life and school.  It's my favorite!

We scored some new patio furniture on clearance.

Luke helped PawPaw recover our dining room chairs.

Sunday, April 19

The Great Chicken Experiment

I want to be a homesteader.  I want to grow my own food, get my hands dirty in the soil, and be as independent as God created me to be.  So when friend offered us free broiler chickens to raise and butcher, it was pretty easy to say yes!  As we prepared mentally for about a month beforehand, I googled how to care for them, potential issues, and lined up a butcher for the birds.  We borrowed a friend's dog run and Ryan built a little protective coop out of scrap wood from our garage.  We did have to buy a few supplies (heat lamp and bulb, feeders and watererers, pine shavings, and food) but for the most part we tried to make do with what we had.

We went to pick them up on a Wednesday, brought them home in a cardboard box and settled in to the garage.



That weekend, Ryan built the coop and we set up their outdoor living space.  The rain had settled down and they were clearly needing more space!


 

We started with 25 birds, gave 10 to a friend, and somehow lost one bird without a trace on their first day outside.  We didn't have a tarp on the cage so I imagine a hawk came and picked up dinner.  Finley was intrigued, but he was definitely not the culprit.


As they grew (and boy did they grow fast!) we opened the cage and gave them more space to roam around.  We never did let them free range over our entire yard as we technically aren't allowed to have chickens in our neighborhood and didn't want to get in trouble!  But we moved their cage around every couple of days to give them fresh grass to peck through.  We threw them bugs and vegetables and garden clippings, and tried to give them happy days.


These chickens are a breed that have been bred specifically to grow fast and big.  These are the kind you buy at the grocery store, expect those have been injected to mellow out the flavor and make them plumper looking.  And of course, you don't know where they came from, how they were fed and treated, and how they ultimately came to fulfill their destiny.  I felt much better about our process than from what I've seen from large breeders.  I read on one blog that she said it was her job to make sure they had only one bad day in their entire lives, and I really tried to treat our birds that way.  I had also read not to make them into "pets" so I didn't name them, but I did talk to them and treat them sweetly.  


I am a major animal lover at heart, but I also believe that God gave us dominion over the animals to use them as He created them to be used, but respectfully. I enjoyed raising them.  It was only a few short weeks, feeding and watering them twice a day, talking to them while I was gardening and watching the kids enjoy them.  It was a pleasant experience.

I was worried that the end of this task would be difficult for me, and I was right.  I raised them, but I didn't want anything to do with their demise.  This breed won't live much longer than six weeks before they develop health issues that would ultimately kill them, so once they started looking a little...large, I was ready to butcher them before any of them had the chance to die first.  They were 4 weeks and 6 days old, I would have waited another few days but it was Easter weekend and we couldn't do it then.  I  wound up hiring a friend's high-school son to come over with a friend to butcher the chickens for us in our backyard, but Ryan decided he wanted to watch.  And some of his friends wanted to watch too... So ultimately he taught Ryan and friends how to do it, and they all worked together for a few hours (they took photos but I refuse to look at them, let alone post them here!).

I left the house with the kids.  I really couldn't handle it.  I got home a little too early and heard some of it and it really shook me up that night.  A few weeks later I'm still a little uncomfortable with everything, but not because I think it was a bad decision but just because I think I have a tender heart.  I know these birds are healthier, cheaper, and happier than anything I'd buy at the grocery store, so yes I would do it again.  We've had some grilled and baked and guess what?  It tastes just like chicken!

Sunday, March 18

Lying Around

a new dress up costume... dr. luke.  he wore this for three days straight.
 We spend a lot of time in our playroom, on the floor.  We play blocks, trains, little people, do puzzles, build towers, and usually combine them all into one giant fun mess.  It's my goal to have the playroom cleaned up at the end of each day because I find that they actually won't go in there and play unless it's clean, and they know where to find each toy.  It's a lot more work for them to go in there and start playing when it's already a mess!  But, it doesn't get cleaned every day and that's okay too. 

This day we were gone in the morning so the playroom was still cleaned after rest time.  Usually that means they have plenty of room to dance, but we were having a lazy afternoon and enjoyed rolling around on the floor instead.  And, if we're laying on the floor, 99% of the time Finley comes to join us too!


Sunday, January 29

No More Apologies

I think I'll quit apologizing for my erratic posting habits.  Fact is, we're busy and my blogging has taken a backseat to the rest of my life.  Well, it's never been the first thing on my mind, but now that we're schooling daily, I'm busy with my doula work, and I'm trying to be better about spending less time online I really just am too busy.  But, it's an important account of our lives, so I'll just promise to update when I can.

Beth and I are still schooling every day, though we've stepped back from the Mother of Divine Grace curriculum I had been using last semester.  It's boring, for me and her.  She doesn't like a couple of aspects of it and we both just feel so bored doing what seems like the same stuff every day, so I'm taking what I like from it and we're just doing our own thing.  She's still learning to read, but we're doing games and flashcards, and I just bought a couple of new workbooks from Barnes and Noble.  I was there the other night by myself so I signed up for an educator's discount card!  20% off, wohoo!  She was also bored with learning numbers and wanted to move into addition and subtraction, so we're playing games and working through another new workbook and some pages I've printed off the internet.  For religion we're going to work more on Catholic activities and crafts in addition to our bible reading.
sorting broken crayons and peeling off the paper to make "new" heart-shaped crayons
watching them melt- waiting is so hard for the little ones!

the first of the two batches of crayons we made

This is funny but also sort of sad, but the other day Beth asked me what a pope was.  I had to laugh because to her, there's no "religion."  To her, all people are good and all people love Jesus.  She knows she was created by God, Jesus is his son who died for us, and Mary was his mother and Joseph was his father.  She knows about the 10 commandments and that Jesus lives in everyone's hearts.  She knows that we pray to talk with Jesus and the saints, and that her angel is always with her.  What she doesn't know about is that there are people who don't believe the same way we do, she doesn't know there are so many different "flavors" of Christianity.  She tells me almost daily that she loves Jesus more than anything else, and wants to do his will so that she can be in heaven with him.  When Jesus talks about having "faith like a child," I think Beth is the perfect example of this.  She has such a sweet innocence and such a beautiful heart.  I have no doubt she is going to do amazing things with her life, all for the glory of God!  But, in the meantime, I have to teach her a little more about our Holy Father, lol!
sorting and matching lids from various containers i've been saving





Luke is having fun being a 3-year-old boy... Unfortunately most days this means torturing his mother and siblings!  Lately he's been giving me a run for my money, and providing me ample opportunities to practice patience.  I remember going through a bit of a rough patch when Beth was 3, and I think it's Luke's turn right now.  Luckily I have several good friends who have 3-year-old boys and who are more than happy to talk with me about their sons, and I know that what he's going through is pretty standard behavior.  I think he's dropping his nap too, which doesn't help the evening crankiness.  It has made us get very serious about fencing in our backyard though, because I know that once he (and Beth and Jack) are able to go outside and play for an hour or more each day, it will help release their cooped-up energy!
luke did this puzzle mostly by himself!  he was so proud!

the marsh backyard after some rain we had this week. 
At this point Ryan and I are hoping to have the fence done in March- we've decided that first we need to raise the entire backyard and plant new grass.  We had added 6 (?) loads of dirt last year in the very back of the yard, and now the middle part needs to be raised as well because it's still just a boggy marsh when it rains.  Hopefully we'll be able to get to work on all of this soon because this is very important to me!  I know the risks but I'm also considering getting a super-safe trampoline... I'm desperate for them to get outside and burn off that energy!
Jack is now 19 months but holy cow, he's still my "baby."  It's hard for me to believe that when Luke was 19 months, I was 36 weeks pregnant and therefore it made Luke seem so much older!  I can totally see why the youngest children in the family are spoiled rotten, because Jack totally is.  We let him get away with stuff that we were so stringent about before, and I know it's our faults!  He is such a momma's boy, and he's still nursing several times a day.  He's starting to try to use real words, and it's getting to that time where I can understand what he's saying but no one else really can.  He can say ball, book, hair, spoon, grandpa, car, bath, Beth, night night, and probably a few more.  He does understand everything I'm saying though, and eagerly waits for instructions from me when I say his name!  So helpful and so cute.  His favorite thing to do right now is to imitate Beth and Luke in everything from silly noises and faces to playing what they're playing.  When they're doing something he can't see he runs to the bathroom, grabs the stool, and brings it right next to them so he can be as tall as they are.  He gets right in there and participates in everything to the best of his ability!

Poor Finley had surgery almost two weeks ago to remove a couple of lumps that we weren't sure about and to have his teeth cleaned.  Since Boxers are prone to tumors, we decided to have these lumps removed just to be safe.  Now, for nearly two weeks, he's had to wear an e-collar, which has made him rather depressed!  At first he wasn't messing with his stitches but I noticed the skin was getting pink and irritated, so we had to torture him afterall.


I've been working on a few projects lately, related to my new year's resolution of moving toward a  more healthy and natural home.  I made homemade laundry detergent and dishwasher soap, both economical and containing less scary ingredients than store-bought kind.  So far they both seem to work!  I also made a yarn wreath for our front door, I meant for it to be for Valentine's day but it just looks nice and spring-y. 
 I know now why they're sold for $30-$50 on etsy.com though, just wrapping the yarn around the wreath took nearly two hours!  Although I've seen some very cute colored once, I chose white so that I could change out the felt decorations throughout the year and to make it more seasonal.  The pink and yellow flowers are made from felt and hot glued onto hair clippies so that Beth can wear them when I move on to new decor. :-)

Ryan and I had a date night last week, much thanks to his parents for babysitting for us!  We had drinks and a late dinner at Lupe Tortilla  then went to Barnes and Noble for "my" date I had planned!  We completed these challenges then had some Starbucks before ending the night.  Not our typical date, since we usually head to a pub and have some drinks, but we had fun and in the end spent less moolah!

I had a rough week, emotionally.  I don't feel overwhelmed with my tasks, I just wish I had better control of my emotions and reactions to the kids when they push my buttons.  I know it'll be a life-long journey for me, but I truly hope they know that everything I've done in my life is for them!  I love them so much, and I melt when they tell me at the end of the night that I'm the best mommy in the world because there are some days when I could swear I was the worst person ever in the history of the planet.  But, after a thought-provoking homily this morning at mass, I'm ready to tackle this week with a clear head and new motivation!  Say some prayers for me!


Tuesday, February 15

Birthday Dog

best dog ever
a haiku by stephanie

a dog we all love
sits, stands, shakes but not much more
dumb, but loveable

plays with kids inside
doesn't go outside ever
stinky dogs aren't cool

 65-pound dog
lazy boy, sleeps through the day
 he loves his big crate

wrestles with daddy
likes playing the part of "wolf"
when the kids attack

nights spent staying near
following from room to room
sleeps by mommy's side

finley we love you
more than you will ever know
what a good doggy

beth opens his birthday card from grandma and grandpa!

a morning scratch before daddy leaves for work
contemplating licking jack... he doesn't do it.
he's already graying!



decides he trusts jack... a mistake.


 
daddy covered him up on a cold night, he actually slept this way for a few hours!

good boy.
 
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