What do you do with a kindergartener and a pre-schooler for “M” week? Monkey Bread! I had this great idea this morning only to realize we didn’t have the main ingredient for Monkey Bread: refrigerator biscuits. Never fear! teen age daughter to the rescue…she stayed home with the younger ones as I ran up to the store to get the biscuits. Once home the two littles and I cut, shook, plopped, melted and poured our way to this afternoon’s teatime treat. This, our first foray into the delights of Monkey Bread. I’ll let you know later how it turned out…but if the aroma eminating from the oven is any indication, then I’m sure they’ll be great. Pictures to follow, too!  OOPS!  I forgot to take a picture of the finished product…but take  my word for…it looked delicious and tasted even better!!





This weekend, our local homeschool group held their annual Project Fair.  This is the first year any of my chicks has entered.  Lala created 8 small felt dolls using the book Felt We Folk by Sally Mavor as a guide.  Lala created the 8 main characters from Shakespeare’s play A Midsummer Night’s Dream. She took first place for her age in the Arts and Crafts category.  We are very proud!   <br>   

originally posted 3/29/08

After  a night of very little sleep what with a  sick  baby toddler..5:30 anounced  its presence way too early for  my taste.   But,  alas, Wonder-Beagle  needed to  be let out and fed,  so out of bed I rolled. With me came  Babycakes–newly 2 (as of yesterday) and unbelievably  awake considering the amount of  sleep we both missed.   Giggling the  whole time,  she watched as I fed  Doggie and retrieved the  paper  form the driveway. We made our way back  into the  house.  Her sweet but  LOUD voice accompanying  us  into  the  kitchen.   She sniffed  delightedly as  I measured out the coffee and declared (still very loudly): <br>
“Mmm, I love it!!<br> That’s  my girl!

Then a look of consternation crossed  her face.  I  had  turned on  the  cofee maker and the water  had  started to drip down  into the pot.    With a deep intake of  breath,  she whispered:<br>
“Uh,  oh.  It leakin’ ”

originally posted 1/25/08

Well, it�s been another year in the life of Tink. Yesterday we celebrated her 4th birthday, and what a day it was…gifts in the morning before Daddy-man went to work, friends over in the afternoon for a time of play, and cake in the evening for a sweet ending to a special day.
When I look back over the many changes that our family has gone through during the past 4 years I marvel at God�s continuous faithfulness. We�ve sold a home, bought a home and had a new baby–Tink (in a whirlwind two week period), had a fifth child–Babycakes, had a job change, became parents to a teen, suffered through physical ailments and lived through a whole host of the never ending mundane. Yet God is faithful to us even when we aren�t faithful to Him…Amazing! Think about it…we are so important to Him that He never gives up on His chosen ones…oh! how grateful I am that He chose me before the world began.

originally  posted 8/7/07

It’s another busy day, another busy day…we work to work and play to play. It’s another busy day….These words from a children’s song keep running through my mind. This is my mantra right now as I faithfully “plan” out what I’d like us all to accomplish. I list all school work, chores, meals to prepare and errands that need to be done. I post charts and lists and pithy little sayings all around our living areas and then I throw up my hands in exasperation. All bets are off…the phone starts ringing just as we sit down to read, the baby cries when we try to have a math lesson–or any lesson for that matter, the toddler decides to sing LOUDLY as we discuss history. the older kiddos argue over who is sitting where and who has what pencil! No sooner do I get everyone quiet and occupied then the door bell rings and we are back to square one. On top of all this the house is a mess; toys EVERYWHERE!! The clean laundry didn’t get dried so now it smells “off” and must be washed again and the rest of the mountains of laundry are spilling out of the laundry room into the hallway. The dishes didn’t get cleaned or the counters cleared…from last night’s dinner and this morning’s breakfast…and now it’s lunch time…who has time for lunch? Unfortunately the wee chicks don’t see it that way…they just want their tummies filled, NOW! Let’s have leftover’s …oh wait, we can’t ’cause the food from last night is still on the counters…of course the older chicks don’t know how the kitchen could have been left that way…it wasn’t their night for dishes! Arrgghh!!! Will this vicious circle never end?

originally posted 5/15/07

We had just finished reading about the early Romans in Britain , the chicks and I, when I asked Mimi to tell all she could about Hadrian’s Wall. She gladly obliged with this re-telling: “Well, the Romans built Hadrian’s Wall to protect the people from the invaders coming from the north. The Romans had to leave Britain and this left the people there scared. They were afraid of the fierce people who painted themselves blue. These people were called the Pics and Shovels.” By the time the rest of us recovered from our fits of laughter, Mimi was completely lost as to why we found her narration so hilarious. We explained to her, through even more giggles, that the “fierce people” were not the Pics and Shovels but the Picts and Scots from what is now modern day Scotland!

This is one of the more endearing quotes we can attribute to Miss Mimi.

originally posted 9/20/06

Our precious just turned 5 months old Baby is on the move. She’s is crawling. Or perhaps a better description of it would be scooting along on her tummy using her knees and elbows to propel herself forward at an alarmingly quick speed! She has left that newborn newness far, far behind…a wonderful thing for Baby, a bittersweet thing for MotherHen. Sigh…time marches on.

originally posted 7/1/06

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