Category Archives: Family Life

Right now I’m thankful for the ability to work at home. I’m still here for the little things (kissing boo boos) and the big things (homeschooling J2).  I’m thankful I don’t have to worry about dressing up (or dressing at all – working in PJs for the Win!!)…and I never have to call in sick!

I can tell I’m recovering by how much I am able to accomplish! Today I was able to do 3 loads of laundry, clean my oven (ok, I just pushed a button, but it couldn’t get done without that crucial act), vacuumed the living room and was the foreman for the rest of the vacuuming. Also, we moved some furniture so I now have a comfy reading/knitting nest! I’m enjoying it as I type!

Hubs is not recovering as well as I am. He is on his third antibiotic (he had allergic reaction to second) and spent most of last night in his recliner so he could have breathing treatments periodically. However he still made sure the lawns were mowed, my car is cleaned out. And he took oldest two boys for hair cuts. Our oldest has reached the point of get a job or else and the first step was to graciously (ha!) accept our offer for a haircut to aid in that process. Please pray for him. He’s had some scary real-life experiences recently that I pray were the wake-up call he needed. If not, then please keep praying for us as we try to keep helping someone who needs, but doesn’t want us involved.

Time for one last chore today….cleaning the kitchen part two. If I hadn’t worked the boys so hard earlier, I’d have them do it, but it’s nice to have it clean like I like it! 😉

This is a apology to the neighbors who live on the route for our daily walk to school.  I’m sorry – you will never eradicate the dandelions in your yard because my daughter LOVES to bowl the ‘wishing balls’ back into your yard.  And, I love watching her skip and blow the seeds everywhere.  So, sorry, but it will continue.

To make amends, if you can find out where I live and want to come over and blow the seeds into my yard, please go ahead (skipping is optional).  It’s my hubby’s job to worry about the grass! 😉

J3(11 yrs old): Mom, I got invited to a party, can I go? It’s a girl’s birthday.

Mom(in her I’mnotreadyforthis voice): a girl? Is this a boy-girl party?

J3: yes.

Dad: you can go if you answer this question correctly: Do girls have cooties?

J3: yes!

Dad: you can go!

I can never think that quickly. Lol