Friday, May 22, 2009

"Rice Pickers"



My daughter chose the title of this post. She thought it was appropriate to the subject and I guess she is right.

Question: What do most people do when they find moths and larvae in their rice? Of course throw it out. But not us. We have a farm collie who would love some basmati brown rice cooked with some old ground beef and four chickens who love grubs. So.....we pick. For some reason, my pictures of the chickens devouring their feast did not show up, but Colleen picking the grubs and the grubs themselves did. Enjoy!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

One of the Good Ones

I would have never imagined how hard it is to parent some boys. My son is smart, antsy, and a challenge. There are days I am not sure we will make it next week, let alone adulthood. However, tonight was one of those nights that gives me hope. He was awarded his Weblo's Badge  and remarkably, I had little to do with it. Not only did he read his book and complete the requirements, he wanted to do it and do it well. It just tickles me to see him put on his uniform with such pride. He has to tuck in his shirt and put on his belt with all of the "beltloops" he has earned and tie his neckerchief just so. He loves cub scouts ( now that I am not the den leader ;-) and wants to do his best. Am I seeing a maturing young man? 

Monday, May 4, 2009

Friends in High Places





This past weekend we had an impromptu  getaway to Cherokee, NC with friends for some "Native American" studies. Both dads are in the military and were unavailable, so it was just the moms and kids. 

We stayed at a cabin overlooking the quiet town of Whittier, NC. The view was spectacular, but the driveway was a little scary. Although it rained much of the weekend we still were able to visit the Oconaluftee Indian Village, the Cherokee Museum and the Art Museum. Other highlights of the weekend included panning for gems, fishing for trout, and an extremely close game of Trivial Pursuit. I believe that it was my reluctance to watch or read anything Harry Potter that cost me the game. What in the world is a Hogwort? 

I think the kids had a blast and built stronger friendships just like the moms. I know that anyone who will stay up to talk theology with me until 2:30 am must be a friend for life.