When You are Homeschooled by a Nurse

"What is this?" I ask. "Oh... that's where that went" she replies. So the story goes, she was using the hypodermic needle to look at bacteria from her fish bowl under the microscope and the needle flew off when she pushed the plunger. I found it lodged into the wall above her closet door like someone had thrown a dart. My response was "No more needles to play with!". Her response was, "Maybe you could show me how to screw it on so the needle doesn't fly off". She has an answer for everything! Aghhh!!!!

First USA Swim Meet

This past weekend we traveled to Bristol, TN for Kevin and Colleen's first ever USA swim meet. We knew it would be a little different than summer swim league, but we didn't know how much. They had to swim at the minimum twice the distance in every event and in a couple events they had to swim 8 times the distance. It was a small meet which it made it great to start their year. We are all exhausted, but they both left with trophies for third place overall in their age groups. On top of that, their team "BLAST" won first place overall. We were all tickled. Below is a picture of them with their trophies and Coach John.

Wordless Wednesday: Counting Tree Rings

"This tree is a hundred years old mommy!"

Wordless Wednesday: Mr Opportunity

She is entirely too young to meet Mr. Opportunity! Thank you Lord!

What Was I Thinking?

A friend of mine (or so I thought ;) called me and said she heard that I may be wanting a couple additional hens to replace our dear departed Stella. She had a friend who had recently acquired some little bantes for her daughter to play with and had to get rid of some wonderful Plymouth Rock hens that laid giant eggs everyday. Perfect!

When we went to get them I noticed that one was losing some feathers. Maybe its time for her to molt I thought. But something told me I better not take them. On the way home I decided to be on the safe side I should not put them in with my healthy hens. So my dear husband made me a temporary pen and we have been watching them for 5 days now. Clearly they are older hens, one of them has diarrhea of unknown etiology and the other one lays an egg every day or so and usually they smash it and eat it.

I wonder why I can't use some common sense and go with my intuition? It sure would save me a lot of time and energy. Come to think of it, maybe I now know where my son gets his "acting without thinking" behavior.

I guess we will watch them for another week and if they don't look any better, we will let Daddy take care of our problem. He really deserves better.

Glamour Shots by Glen

Thanks to my dear sweet husband who lovingly seized the opportunity to take a "glamour shot" of me hours after my hysterectomy last week. It reminded him of "Glamour Shots by Deb" on Napolean Dynamite. He said something about Uncle Ricco. Love you too honey! ;)

Wordless Wednesday: A Botanical Heart From a Little Sweetheart