A January Post

Oh my goodness, it has been awhile since I have blogged and I have many things to share.

A List.

1)  Sweet Pea turned 11.  I don’t know why, she just did.  I suggested that instead of turning from 10 to 11, she turned from 10 to 9, but she would hear none of it.

Here she is with her birthday buddy, Aunt Lisa.

Sweet Pea is very sweet indeed.  Here she is reading to Little Dude and her two cousins.

2)  When we get together for birthdays with the Maliblahblah side, we can’t just sit around and eat cake.

No.

We must do something . . . fantastic.  And crazy.  And dangerous.

This year’s event?

Broom hockey.

This was terrifying for me.

Question.  In every single movie where people are on a frozen lake, what happens?

Hmmm?

Hmmm?

The ice cracks and they perish.  The end.

Luckily, no ice cracked and there was no perishing.

Little Dude was feeling the world was full of injustice because, apparently, no one was passing to him enough.  So he has a few moments of solitude and despair on the ice.

He got over it.  Eventually.

Handsome Dude was a little stud on the ice.  He was running just like he was on the ground.  He was so awesome, he challenged everyone to a race.

He beat everyone.   Even his dad.

And even Uncle Alex.

I am just thankful there were no concussions.

3.  Handsome Dude drew this picture for Sweet Pea.

Precious.

4.  The girls have been afraid to go into the horse pasture for awhile now.  I am not sure how it all started, but they hadn’t really paid much attention to the two horses for awhile.  David and I were starting to think it was ridiculous that we were paying so much money to feed the horses and no one would even pay attention to them.

So, over Christmas break, I M-A-D-E them go and brush the horses.

Ain’t gonna lie, folks.  There was weeping and gnashing of teeth.  But I still made them do it, and the next thing I knew, this is what I saw:

Later, I asked them how it went.  They were so cute.  They said they sang a praise song with the words, “If God is for us, who can be against us?” before going in and . . .

“Mom!  It totally worked!  The horses weren’t mean to us!”

Miracles happen everyday, people.

5.  I took the girls to the Rock and Worship Roadshow.

This was their first concert experience and they were definitely wowed.  They really liked Third Day, but their favorite part was meeting Elizabeth Nelson from Positive Life Radio.

6.  I have had some trouble recently getting out the door on time.

Recently?  Oh, wait.

That’s all the time.

But, anyways.  Little Dude is always the slowest.  He has a hard time getting himself ready in a timely fashion.  Well, last Monday, he was ready.  I mean, it was beautiful.

Shoes and socks on.

Teeth brushed.

Coat on AND zipped.

Backpack on.

It was definitely a first.  And then, THEN, his brother decided to spray silly string all over him.

?

Because . . .

?

I don’t know.  It was not good.  We were late.  I was cranky.  Silly string was everywhere.  Not good.

Later on that week, we were trying to get to town.  I sent Sweet Pea out to get the eggs, and she forgot to shut the coop door.  So all the hens were having a field day.

Does this surprise us?

No.  No, it does not.

So, instead of leaving, we are all chasing hens and hoping to get them all back to safety.

And then HANDSOME DUDE (are we sensing a pattern here, hmmm?  HMMMM?) decided to use a net and got a hen stuck in the net.

“Hello?  Yes, this is Taylor and I am going to be all late and inconsiderate because we have to save the life of hen who is trapped in a net.  My apologies.”

Sweet Pea got right to work trying to free the hen, but it was too tight and we had to cut the net.

Sorry, David!

Check out Sweet Pea.  She even has her purse with her.  I told you we were on our way out the door!

No hens were harmed during the making of this tragic afternoon.

Alright.  That’s all I got.

Later, dudes.