January 24, 2013

• 

  it’s really pretty hard … but i’m ignoring all the updated posts that are showing in my news feed.

  must.post.first : )

  my fingers are thawing out while i type – jacky went with me on a run this afternoon. it was rain not sweat that was dripping off my nose by the end of our loop around fields & orchards.

  don’t be impressed …. it’s only the second two miles of the year.

  he rode his bike & talked my ear off. he spider webbed conversations like a girl would, barely finishing a sentence before he was on to the next. then interrupting himself noticing shot gun shells or old tires in the bottom of the canal.

  i wanted to record the whole thing – it was beautiful.

  

  so hi! do you miss us? i miss us : )

  i’ve gotten the ‘hey you should post sometime’ text from amie …. so that means it’s been awhile.

  the other day i wanted to sit & post – monday was a holiday. rex was home. the kids had the day off school. it was a ridiculously gorgeous winter day. they were all outside, working & playing even little chady … cause he’s that big now.

  he turns 1 next monday. one whole year.

  so he’s big enough to cruise around in the walker. it’s especially thrilling when the little sister friends push him from place to place or benny ties ropes to the front & pretend he’s the wagon or the horse or the pirate ship.

  

  i was inspired to take pictures …. even though the post never happened. i found my lost lens, too. that was a bonus.

  

  

  these are all from other members of the family from last sunday morning when we rallied to make it to the donut shop before church.

  - – -

  

  i love this one,  she’s singing at the top of her lungs les mis …. ‘do you hear the people sing, singing the song of angry men – it is the music of a people who will not be slaves again!!’

  

  

  

  she carried around one of the pipes rex was working with in the field, skipping & singing away.

  i love …. love.love.love 5 year old girls. her especially.

  

  more working with dad – they even loaded chad, walker & all, up into the truck for a ride out back.

  

  he humors me, when i sit like a wallflower & snap pictures while he works.

  
  i’m still slightly aghast at the color my hair looks in these pictures – molly said she wanted to take my picture.

  i also cut bangs last month – in case you hadn’t noticed ; )

  

  

   
  

  she’s a beautifully, hilarious little fire cracker – with a personality unlike any of the others before her.

  she told me the other day ‘you not we mother, you is we mom!’

  i cannot bring myself to correct her misuse of pronouns yet.

  ‘we go to we house.’
  ‘to babysit we, mom?’
  ‘we not make we bed, mom?’
  ‘and daddy bring it home for we!!’

  ‘well death is another word for dying’ molly explained to regan as the ambulance passed our car with is sirens blaring

  

  ‘i’m done with school, mom. farewell!!’ ben proclaimed.

  ‘i’m temperature-ing the water, mom. i filled it wiht cold water & now i’m temperature-ing to see if its getting hot. maybe i should put a heater by it.’ ben, the wanna be scientist said.  mom, the detective now knew why the carpet was soaked.

  jack told rex ‘dad i think ben will find a girl ‘wildy-ish’ or he won’t get married’

  he also asked me ‘mom were you 71 when you got this house or 17?’

  

  we’ll come back & do some birthday posting soon. he’s no longer 7.

  - – -

   

  • 8:27 pm
  • 2 Comments