Gone Fishin’

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Baby Boy turned 1 recently. Here he is in his birthday suit.  🙂  Birthday SuitCake and Ice CreamBirthday Boy Face

He very much enjoyed licking the bowl clean when I made his birthday cake. Several of these pics are from a recent camping trip out east where it was still toasty warm and absolutely BEAUTIFUL, and though I’m sure there’s a peaceful way to accomplish posting them in the right order, I am technologically challenged and refuse to waste another minute on it.  Use your imagination to pull all of the pics that look like they’re camping trip related together and the ones that are obviously snaps of our house in its new form in a group of their own.

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Do you have any idea how hard it was for them to sit still this long and attempt a decent pic?  I came out with a couple that … between them, you can see everyone’s face.  Sort of…

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This was his FIRST FISH!!  Oh he was SOOO excited!!Game rmSchool Rm

It’s not actually this dark in the school room but I can never catch the lighting just right in there for a good pic. Anyway, you can see where we removed the chalkboard and put in another side of desks.

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That messy thing on the wall is a Scrabble puzzle of our names.  I jumbled it for the web…but in real life it looks much better.

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This is our canvas tent.  It has a wood stove…very handy for cool nights.  It was much more like glamping this year, especially since I took the blender and Instant Pot.  …  WHAT?  Don’t look at me like that.  So what if I totally forgot the dutch oven.  I had better things to do than stand next to the fire all the time.  Like…fish with the boys, play volleyball with the teenagers (there were like 30 of them there this year)… sit gazing at the beautiful lake with the toddler in arm.  mom fishgreenhouse

The greenhouse is doing really well!!!  We hope it does this all winter.

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This pic turned up way out of order.   Use your imagination to stuff it back up there with the fishing pics.  We had a big water balloon fight with like 50 other people and little man here managed to snag his very own balloon, which he finally busted all over himself.

All Things New

I love my husband, especially when his all-knowing insurance mind kicks in.  About two months ago, after waking up to a hail storm, he decided to have our insurance company send roofers to check our roof for hail damage.  They found it, but in the process of finding those little marks on the shingles, we ended up with a bigger problem.  The very next day, it rained cats and dogs…right through the roof, onto the upstairs floor, and through the downstairs ceiling onto our floor in the dining room, where one of the children immediately noticed and asked, “Mom, what happened over there!?!”  It only took me a second to realize that there was no way a three year old could leave a puddle that large on the floor (ok, I checked his pants, JUST to make sure cause you know when you say, ‘never…’)

Of course, DH had JUST walked out the door (I’m talking within 10 minutes) and there I was cleaning up water from the downstairs and upstairs floors, investigating, checking all possibilities as to where this water could have come from…the freezer upstairs (no…)…the fridge in the media room (nope, not there)… When DH came home, he affirmed my belief that it had come through a new hole in the roof (roofers just here the day before…sketchy, huh?).  DH, being in the claims business, immediately snapped into Claim Rep. mode and called our insurance agent, the roofers to tarp it, and Service Master, whom he works with on a regular basis, to come mitigate (That’s a fancy insurance term for checking for moisture and cleaning it up.  I learn all sorts of cool lingo trying to keep up with DH).

Service Master came, cut big holes in the walls and ceilings, set up horribly deafening fans, and left a huge dehumidifier in my dining room.  The hose used to drain it was taped all across the dining room and down into my kitchen sink… EWWW  Then, they left.  Just like that.  The next day, rain came through the roof again (awesome tarp job, roofers!).  DH (again in Claim Rep mode – and I’m beginning to really appreciate this insurance knowledge) called roofers, whom he highly respects and works with regularly to have them re-tarp.  This time it worked pretty well.  Service Master came out a second time to re-check for more moisture issues.  At this time, we realized their nasty dehumidifier hose (remember, the one taped across my dining room and into my kitchen sink?) is LEAKING all over my cork floor.  My only-a-year-old-and-I-love-it Cork.  Cork and water don’t mix.  They pretty much hate each other.  So…cutting to the chase, that dehumidifier ruined our floor in the dining room.  Service Master…let’s just say they’re not on my list of favorite companies.  In fact, if I had black mold all over my house and needed someone to mitigate it, I’d rather do it myself than have them back here.  Here’s why:  First, they tried to get us to ignore it.  Then, when we said no, they submitted paperwork to OUR insurance company, claiming that it was caused by the original roof leak (and charging an extra contractor’s fee of thousands of dollars to send out Carpet One to replace the floor!!).  When our claim rep said he wasn’t paying for it, Service Master agreed to just bite the proverbial bullet and pay for it. Finally…sanity, right? Wrong.  This is just getting started.

After Carpet One had been here (DH works with them regularly, too, and knows all of these guys by name.  I feel like I’m meeting his colleagues.), we were ready for the new floor, but weren’t at all interested in Service Master coming back to tear out the old cork or move any of our things.  (Cause when you put in a floor, everything has to be off of it.  How do I know?  Remember, we just did this a year ago… ugh…) So, we began tearing out the cork ourselves, room by room.  Now here’s the cool part:  about five years ago we let some friends live here for a while.  After they left, we removed the carpet from that area of the house and never had the thousands of dollars it would cost to put in new flooring up there, so we still had painted sub-floor as our floor in that part of the house.  We were JUST beginning to think it was time to get floor upstairs when all of this happened.  So guess what we did!  Yep, we moved the downstairs floor upstairs, salvaging all of the good pieces and discarding the bad ones.  So through this process, we were able to floor the upstairs with our lovely cork!  But the chaos…oh the chaos of tearing out the floor, removing the furniture (taking it upstairs), reusing the floor upstairs…  This is where my mad organization skills kept us all from complete insanity.

After we removed the floor and had moved it upstairs, Service Master decided it was going to cost them too much to replace our downstairs floor and they filed a liability claim.  I think they thought all of the evidence was gone.  Unfortunately for them, I took several pictures of the whole process.  Everything was documented pretty well.  Good thing, too, cause we are STILL working out details with their Claim Rep.  I learned another thing about insurance:  not all companies train their Claim Reps to try to find payment opportunities for the customer.  Some of them are hateful and accuse you of lying, cheating, and everything in between.  This liability guy doesn’t know how happy he should be that he deals with my husband instead of me.  He actually accused us of lying about it being Service Master’s fault!  I cannot thank Carpet One enough for installing the floor without final payment from Service Master ahead of time.  If they hadn’t, we’d still be completely flipped upside down around here.

On top of all of that…  we got a new roof.  It appears that they did a great job.  New floors upstairs and downstairs.  And…we painted like everything. I had planned to paint baseboards white this winter anyway so I took this opportunity when they were all removed to paint them!  It’s like a whole new house.  To attempt to describe the past couple of months would be lacking.  I will say that it was rough enough that twice when I made blueberry muffins I forgot the blueberries.  Last year, when we floored the downstairs (with the cork), the running joke was where we’d left the freezer because almost daily, whoever was trying to make food had to search it out.  This time, everything was missing from clothes to pencils to tools.

If it wasn’t so late, I’d try a little harder to get my phone to upload pics of my house in finished mode.  But I’m tired.  The littlest member of our family thinks it’s fun to stay up until … oh, last night it was 2:30.  Tonight, I’m the one who’s up while he’s sleeping.  Anyway, the big exciting new for him:  HE CAN WALK.  He’s been bravely toddling around the past few days.  Say good-bye to baby-hood and hello to the putter-patter of another pair of little feet.  Good night.

Service Master’s fans in the upstairs

Tearing out the floor

Roofers putting on the new roof

Sleeping on the job

I love it when they paint! It’s so cute. 🙂

Removing the carpet from Young Lady’s room to replace it with cork

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more baseboards

and..more baseboards

No more chalkboard. Now we have 6 desks in the school room.

Putting in the cork upstairs

Repainting the living room

The new floor

 

Just Keep Swimming…

May is birthday season around here.  My birthday is May 1, then there are three little boys’ birthdays throughout the month, and it’s all finalized on June 5 with the only girl.  We have a similar situation in October, when the other three family members all share a birth stone.  This year, the (now) 3 year old really wanted a fish, so we decided to surprise him with one for his birthday.  We kind of had in mind that we’d buy the $20 start-up tank kit, a few rocks and fake plants, and throw in a fish.  We were in for a surprise!

After killing 6 fish and 2 shrimp, we realized that the experts at Petco probably really have no clue about how to set up and master a fish tank.  We turned to the all knowing World Wide Web and found out that New Tank Syndrome was knocking the poor little things off one by one.  After allowing the tank to “cycle” once, and losing the final shrimp that we’d originally purchased, we finally achieved a blissful fish haven and Goldie is our first survivor.  The 3-year-old loves to feed his little fish.

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Goldie the Gold Fish

Today, we added a sucker fish.  He doesn’t have a name yet because I keep vetoing “Sucker.”

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The newest member of the tank…

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Birthday Cake for the 7 year old

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Birthday Cake for the 5 year old

A few months ago we decided to turn the upstairs upside down.  We moved DH’s office downstairs, added a wall to create a hallway, and cleaned out the attic (which was a total disaster and horrible), and transformed it all into a newly usable game room/movie room.  With our young people nearing their teen years, we’d like for them to WANT to be home more than not.  Here are a few shots I took of the process, but I didn’t get a pic of the final project.  Actually, the movie room is still a wreck, but we’ve been spending a lot of time in the game room.  I’ll try to remember to post a pic of the final outcome sometime.

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Flooring the Game Room

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Using the Saw

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That saw is LOUD!

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Painting Crew

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Finally! Let the Games Begin!

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7 Months

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7 Months 

The garden is in full swing now and everyone has been doing their parts to keep it in order.  I haven’t taken the time to get a picture of the other two gardens…and really, the only reason I’ve gotten pics of this one is because I can do it standing at the back door.  One of these mornings, I’ll take the camera down and snap some shots of the rest of the gardens.

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There’s a sleeping baby in that play pen…

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Strawberries!

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Dandelions for a Smoothie

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The Raspberries are in season!

The boys love to jump on the trampoline and play in the water as the sprinkler waters.

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Jumping wet

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Chillin’

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I’m crawling!

Random thoughts…because that’s all I get these days.  Take it or leave it…  The four oldest children are in Krav Maga, which is Israeli self-defense classes.  They spend about 1 1/2 hours a week beating each other up with high hopes that one day if they need it, they’ll be able to defend themselves.  Last week, the older ones tested up to Orange Belt status, while the five-year-old yet remains a white belt.  He started a year later than the others, but he will soon test up to a Yellow Belt, and again be only one belt behind the others (white-yellow-orange-blue-green, etc.).

Just a few days ago, baby boy got his tummy up high enough to really take those first “steps” at crawling.  As of Sunday, he’s putting along slowly but surely.  I have a feeling that within a few days, I’ll be chasing him.  *here we go again*

The 12-year-old is finishing 8th grade and very excitedly preparing for high school.  Yes…HIGH SCHOOL.  I’ve been preparing myself for this for a couple of years and just as I suspected, it happened in the blink of an eye.  I’m rushing to stay a step ahead of her and making those crucial decisions of what curriculum to use and mapping out the years.  Four years will happen so fast and then what?  Let’s not cross that bridge yet.

While the 7-month-old is getting his teeth in (four now), the 7-year-old is losing his at the same pace.  He’s missing both top fronts, and that’s a first for us, I believe.  He won’t smile for the camera…I tried.  But he sure is cute.

That’s it.  When I get more pictures of the gardens and the game room, I’ll do my best to get them on here for your viewing enjoyment…  🙂

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Turtles are back again…

A New Season

A few months ago, someone told us he visited the New Mexican dessert to see the Decalogue Stone.  It’s in the middle of NOWHERE.  There are no signs, no entry fees…really, it’s like no one cares.  But this stone has ancient Hebrew and Greek writing on it (along with some other stuff).  It’s the Commandments, and they were written a LONG time ago.  No one knows when or who.  Most people don’t care.  But we were interested and wanted to see it for ourselves.  So we went.  About 14 hours in the car, I think, is what it took us to get there.  That and about a two mile hike up the mountain.  It was worth every second.  Little man on the right had a great time until nap time came and went, and then he suddenly realized he’d missed it.

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Decalogue Stone

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With Grandma

Going to NM gave us a great reason to swing up to Grandma and Grandpa’s house, so we did.  And don’t let the eleven-year-old convince you she’s taller than me.  She’s NOT.  It’s that hat.  I’m gonna have to cut it off or something…She’s SHORTER than me.  Really.

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Three Months

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Daddy’s Little Man

We took these pics when he was three months old, but it’s taken me this long to get them on here.  *sigh* Such is life.  And the picture below is Young Man’s first drum lesson, taken this week.  He toiled his way through the piano (very painstakingly, I might add) and his Nazi piano teacher (that would be Yours Truly) finally gave the “go ahead” on the instrument of choice: drums.  He couldn’t be more excited.

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First Drum Lesson

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Visit with the Doctor

Baby got his first adjustment with the chiropractor last week.  I think he liked it, although when she picked him up by his ankles and hung him upside down for a few seconds, I think he and I both had second thoughts.  (I’m only kidding.  When Little man #4 was born, the midwife did that to him immediately. It aligns and stretches the spine.)

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New Lambs!

This is the third round of lambs for the season.  I LOVE the colors we’re getting this season.  And I’m not sure where they’re coming from because all of the adult sheep are white, with the exception of two females who were born colored last year.  But the rams are white and all of our original ewes are white….and all of their parents were white…  Very confusing.  But I can see now how Jacob ended up getting lots of lambs from Laban’s white herd (See Genesis for details)….

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This is Twilight, the Cat

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Thus it begins…

Well, it’s gardening season again.  Already.  Really.  Am I the only one who’s not really ready yet????  Deep breath, and GO…and go some more…and just keep swimming, just keep swimming…

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Big Helper, Removing Rocks

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Even Bigger Helper in the Kitchen

Little Helper here has been loving spending time with me in the kitchen.  Here he’s holding the tortillas as I pull them out of the oven.  Below, they’re juicing grapefruits and oranges.  It’s a tasty mix (add lemon juice, too!), and it’s full of Vitamin C and is great for cleansing the liver.  And the last pics down there are of the children making Hamantaschen cookies.  Y.U.M.

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Juicing Grapefruit and Oranges

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Making Cookies

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Jelly Filled…

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And Shaped to Perfection

We went on a little rendezvous across the United States.  We came back.  The sheep are lambing, the gardens are ready to produce fruit.  Everyone has grown three sizes (everyone under the age of 30, that is).  Tonight I have four little boys in my bed because DH is on another rendezvous until tomorrow.  Around here that only means that I don’t have room to sleep in my own bed because everyone else claims it.  Tonight, I will sleep on the couch.  With the baby.  For sanity’s sake.  I sincerely hope my neck forgives me and decides to go ahead and work tomorrow anyway.

Tomorrow, we plant kohlrabi in the garden and a few potatoes in a barrel…a last stitch effort to grow them after many failed attempts.  Sweet potatoes?  Golden every year!  Regular potatoes?  Rotten or dead, every year.  But this year, we’re trying the barrel approach and we’ll see what happens.  Never a dull moment….

Six Weeks Later…

Somehow, it’s already been six weeks since the little guy was born.  Life has slowly resumed back to a workable pace and occasionally, I get a few hours of sleep here and there.  School is back in session and life goes on.  Honestly, I think having a new baby is one of the most difficult changes a family endures, because mom is either crazy from lack of sleep or food depriving everyone while she holds the baby for another 30 minutes.  But, eventually, every day, three meals are served and the floors get swept…

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The Midwife came when Phin was a week old for a check-up and the two-year-old helped make sure his heart was working well.

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Bath time!

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The little boys seem to have grown since Phin was born…

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Their first picture all together — they still fit in the chair.

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Painting the Outdoor Oven. Unfortunately, the little guy got red paint in big guy’s hair and it lasted until we cut that hair out….

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He’s really not a very big fan of the swing, but it buys me enough time to throw a quick meal together or change out laundry.

The Blessing

Every year during the Feast of Sukkot, my family goes camping.  We spend eight days or more roughing it with friends — sometimes on a small scale with just a few families, and sometimes with hundreds of people in a campground.  This year, due to baby being due, we decided to stay home.  The first night of Sukkot came and the atmosphere of the house was burdened, bored…lonely…bummed that we were stuck at home when everyone else was somewhere, together, celebrating the Feast without us.  We tried to make it more cheerful by decorating the living room.  It didn’t really work.  I kind of felt like it was all my fault…since I was the one not wanting to have a baby in a tent.  We spent the week doing fun things like floating on the river (although I couldn’t fit in the boat in my condition, so I chauffeured).

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We took them bowling.  I didn’t realize that two of them had never been bowling, and one of them didn’t remember going because last time we took him, he was really little.  They thought this was pretty cool.

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To the absolute delight and surprise of all of the children, we took them to paint pottery.  DH had never done this either, so it was fun for me to share this experience with them all.

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And then, on the very last day of Sukkot, as the sun began to set around 5:30, labor began.  I was excited and nervous and SOOOO ready to NOT be pregnant and FINALLY meet the sweet little thing that had been kicking me for nine months from within.  Seven hours later, there he was in my arms.

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Phineas Eleazar.  Phineas means “Mouth of Brass,” literally; figuratively it means judge, in a way.  Brass is always a symbol of judgment in the Bible.  Eleazar means “God is my help.”

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He’s perfect.

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And so cuddly and sweet.

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And very loved.

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By everyone.

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This is a rarity … finding him sleeping by himself instead of in someone’s arms.

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This is more realistic.  Someone is almost always holding him.

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The two-year-old has claimed Phineas as HIS baby.

So after a very trying week of feeling terrible that my family was missing the awesomeness of Sukkoting with everyone else…  After not being able to breathe, bend, or sleep for the past several weeks…  After an absolutely wonderful birth that was mostly painless and blessed abundantly…  This is my view most of the time.  DH took the week off of work so I could rest and I did.  AHHH

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And since he wasn’t working his regular job, DH and the two-year-old spent some time harvesting sweet potatoes.  Yum!

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HalleluYah!

Maternity Pictures

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How We Survive as a Large Family

For the past six years, we’ve slowly made renovations to the house, as our family has grown.  When we moved here, we had three children (one of them only 3 months old), and now we’re preparing for our sixth.  Thankfully, we were blessed to find a beautiful, large home, which has made the transition from regular sized family to large family pretty easy.  Recently, we remodeled the laundry room to match our family’s needs.  All I need to do now is stain the wood and it’ll be finished; but, I wanted to share what we did and why.

IMG_1866The first change was boot holders, made from regular 2×4 boards and 1″ dowel rods.  DH cut them and the children painted them.  Now the floor is boot free, and everyone’s boots have their own home.  And THIS means that I can tell even the two-year-old to put his boots up and they go into their rightful place, out of the way.

IMG_1869The next thing we did in the laundry room was put a wall around the hot water heater.  DH installed his first free-standing wall during this project.  He’s so handy-man!  He also craftily installed a door in front of the water heater for access, and then covered it with laundry baskets.  We now have a basket for each member of the family hanging, so when the dryer beeps, I simply open it up and drop the laundry into its rightful place.  And I’m finished with my part.  The children are capable of carrying their baskets to their rooms and delivering the laundry to its drawer or hanger (more on that later).IMG_1870Here’s the free-standing wall DH built.  It encloses the stand up freezer (left) and hides buckets and a dirty laundry hamper underneath it.  He then built a table that is just big enough to hold my mixer, Vitamix, and food processor.  I want these here for a couple of reasons:  1) they take up too much space on my kitchen counter and I use them too often to keep them in a drawer, 2) they are loud to operate and I often find myself mixing and blending in the early morning hours while little people aught not be awoken.  Lastly, he placed a couple of shelves above the appliances so I can store my economy sized boxes of Ziplocs and trash bags.  IMG_1871This is my favorite part of the “new” laundry room.  This pantry shelving reduces every nook and cranny we could find in the entire house to hide canned goods into one neat, tidy, and completely findable (is that a word?) location.  Woo hooo!!  Oh, and since I really get tired of tripping over brooms, mops, etc., on the floor, DH hung them on the back of the laundry room door for me.  IMG_1873This pic shows the divider between the washer and dryer and the shelf.  DH had to remove the top of that divider in order to fit the shelf, so he replaced it with a piece of wood (not shown).  IMG_1874This is how we removed the clutter in front of the living room doorway.  When we had only a few children, a basket next to the door did the trick; but, as the family size increased, so did the amount of shoes and dirt build-up at the front door.  Now, if the children leave their shoes out, I can simply tell them (even the two-year-old), “Put your shoes in their bin.”  IMG_1875This is my school room.  I used to have a table sitting the middle of this room, and over time it became a thorn in my flesh because it inevitably ended up piled several feet high in the center with books, old papers, and other debris. There was never enough room for the children to comfortable do their school work.  One day, I decided we needed a change, and I came up with this!  I found the filing cabinets on Craigslist for anywhere from $2-$15 a piece.  After we found four of them, DH purchased a 4’x8′ piece of plywood.  He cut it into pieces that equaled the entire length of the desks and the shelving above them.  I painted and sealed them so they’d be easy to clean and then he installed everything in to this very productive and neat school area.  Now, if I don’t want to look at someone’s books or … debris… I request that they clean their desks and it all goes away.  IMG_1876This is just a close-up of a typical desk in our school room.  With four children, grades 8th to 1st, I have a lot on my plate when it comes time to teach.  We do Bible study together and then they all do their individual work (generally, I sit between the 1st and 2nd grader and help both at the same time).  Each student has his/her own dry erase board with magnetic labels (found all of it on amazon) that tell them what to do that day.  Every day, they are required to finish all of the things on the “To Do” side before quitting for the day.  This accomplishes two things for me:  1)  Everyone becomes responsible for their own school work in a way, and I can focus on the things that require my attention, like teaching reading and multiplication, and 2) I don’t forget to do piano or Social Studies for someone.  It’s easy to forget when there is so much going on at once.  On the other side of the school room is a chalk board, but it will be replaced in the next year with a set up very similar to this one, as eventually, we’ll have two more children in the classroom.

IMG_1877This is our boys’ room. While it’s usually cluttered with clothes, train tracks, trucks, and worst of all, LEGOS…everywhere… it works well to provide bedding for all of them, plus extra space to play.  I’m pretty proud of DH for not only designing, but building this entire thing himself.

IMG_1878This is the continuation of the bunks that DH built a couple of years ago.  The loft is generally where they sit and play with LEGOS/K’nex and it serves as a fort during war games.  When we added the loft, it was simply to provide extra space for the active little guys and give them a place to be alone if everyone else is running around the room.IMG_1879

The boys’ closet is divided into a section for each child, so everyone has his own area of hanging space and his own drawer.  If the two-year old needs pants, he knows where to get them, and he can pull his own socks out of the blue crate under the dresser (the shared sock bin).  Now if the new baby is a boy….this will need revamping.

Other things we do to help us survive as a large family:  use cloth diapers.  Diapers cost a fortune!  I can diaper a baby for his entire diapering days for $400, and the next baby will use them, as well.  You can also make your own wool diaper covers and save about $250 of that diaper money I mentioned.  There are free patterns and tutorials online for diaper covers, and you can get really cheap wool at about any thrift store.  I think the last report I heard on diapers was $2,000 per baby.  Whoa.   I also make my own laundry detergent.  Not only does it drastically reduce the chemicals in my home, it’s much cheaper and works great.  I make my own coconut based soap, but if you’d rather purchase soap, you may do so here:  http://www.joyfulmountain.com.  But making soap isn’t difficult and it isn’t all that time consuming.  I also make my own bar soap (for showers and hand washing) from our sheep milk.

Lastly, and I believe one of the most important parts, is the food we consume.  People want to know how we feed all of these children healthy food.  The answer is simple:  We grow it.  Tonight, we had homegrown beef hamburgers with homegrown tomatoes, pickles (including the garlic and dill), watermelon, and 100% home produced fried okra (yes, even the eggs and sorghum flour were from our farm) with homemade ketchup.  For lunch, we had lemon squash with green beans from the farm.  I would say that on a regular basis this time of year, we eat about 60%-70% of our meals straight off of the farm.  That saves a lot of money and ensures that our children are eating healthy foods.  It also teaches them respect for the land, and that hard work and dedication pay off.

Confessions of a Busy Mom

There are times when I just feel like I can’t keep up with the world around me.  Most days, actually.  Everything just keeps going faster and faster while I’m slowing down.  Thirty-eight weeks today; and, that means I only have a couple of weeks to get it together before this little person makes an entrance.  Of course, that’s assuming he/she waits until the due date. We finally pulled out the baby clothes last week, after a couple of weeks of young people nagging and begging, and just today, I put the head cushion into the infant car seat and it’s ready to go. We even purchased a package of newborn diapers.  Everyone wants to know, “Do you know what you’re having?”  No.  And I don’t really care which gender it is as long as it’s healthy, sweet, and makes a peaceful entrance into the world.  A quick entrance would be nice, too.  The midwife tends to think it’s a boy.  My mom seems to think it’s a girl.  We shall see.

I’m still canning tomatoes — tonight I canned 26 pints of Rotel copy cat.  Yesterday it looked like the garden threw up all over my kitchen and honestly, it’s bitter-sweet.  I’m tired of canning, freezing, and processing.  I’m tired of picking and weeding.  Yet, in January, I think I’ll be happy that we persevered.  Right now, I’m looking at the 35 butternut and 10 spaghetti squash laying in my school room, and contemplating how long to leave the sweet potatoes curing on the back porch.  I have entirely too many lemon squash in the refrigerator drawer, and three watermelons taking up space in my kitchen.  I look around the house and it’s a wreck.  Food everywhere.  Must. Survive.  Must. Have. Endurance.

Have you ever had a hyacinth bean?  They’re pretty tasty, given enough salt, and they make a great fall bean when the green beans are done for the year.  We planted only four plants along our backyard fence and they’re supplying us with enough beans to make it by without busting into the winter supply of green beans.  Soon, they too, will succumb to the cool fall weather and we won’t be able to enjoy the pods (ripe beans are poisonous).

A few days ago, I made Spanish Rice that no one except Young Man and DH could stomach.  Apparently, if you grab the Cayenne Pepper instead of Chili Powder, it creates a very spicy dish.  Oops.  Good thing we were having fajitas and had plenty of other options.  I guess I’ve come to the place where I can’t help a child go potty, chase guineas out of the yard, do laundry, and make dinner all at the same time…or I’ll end up choking everyone and clearing their sinuses at the same time.

On top of the generally normal insanity going on, we’ve been remodeling a bit.  DH found  a great deal on cork flooring and, since we didn’t have enough going on, we decided it was a good time to install it.  And, since we were installing the new flooring anyway, I seized my opportunity to convert the laundry room from the “scary room” into a usable and not-so-hideous-that-I-threaten-people-who-try-to-enter-it room.  DH has been busily creating boot holders, laundry basket hangers, and shelving, not to mention putting together a huge 5’x3′ metal shelf for all of my canned goods.  I’m so excited I can’t hardly wait to go in there and do laundry or put something in its rightful place.  Because Everything…Everything has it’s place now.  muuuuuaaaaahahahaha  I feel empowered and revived.

And with all of that reviving going on, I decided I’d better do the fall cleaning before baby arrives or it’ll have to wait until spring.  We accomplished cleaning fans, light fixtures, and inside windows.  I vacuumed up the spiders along the ceilings and even took the time to clean the refrigerator.  That was last week.  Today, there were more spiders and my refrigerator is already beginning to need another good scrubbing.  If I make it to the outside of the windows and exchanging fall clothes and resizing closets for the children before baby comes, I will feel accomplished, regardless of the food spills  on the refrigerator shelves and molding lemon squash in the drawer.

What does a stay-at-home-mom do?   Nothing really.  I just sit and watch CNN all day.  Right?  People actually believe that.

But these are the things that I think about when I’m not wiping a bottom or teaching about Genesis.  These are the things that have to be done regardless whether I can see my toes or not.  We cook, clean, wipe, teach, plant, harvest, feed, train, and do it all over again the next day.  I have a fairly healthy balance of a love-hate relationship with it, and most days I wouldn’t trade my job for any other job in the world.  I have the cutest little bosses and assistants, and I get to work in my jammies all day if I want to.  Yes, I confess… I definitely do that.  It saves me an extra 3.2 minutes if I don’t take time to change my clothes.  🙂

 

It’s Tomato Time!

I can’t believe we’re already in the middle of July.  I can’t believe it.  What happened to the first half of 2017?  I guess if I take the time to think about it, a lot has happened in the past seven months.

We’ve recently switched harvests from “spring” to “summer” crops, so the beets, kohlrabi, turnips, lettuce, etc. are out of the ground and happily (hopefully) stored for winter.  We had such a big green bean harvest this spring that we didn’t get any break between “spring” and “summer”…which is a sort of new thing here, and its kind of keeping us hopping.  I was REALLY sick for an entire week, too.  I was so sick that getting out of bed was a serious chore and walk-running to the bathroom took so much of my energy that I had to rest before returning to bed.  It took seven full days to feel mostly normal again, and another full week went by before I wasn’t totally exhausted by noon every day.  Thankfully, my family stepped up and took over my responsibilities and kept things afloat.  One day, they harvested and canned 27 quarts of green beans while I watched from the couch.  Observing, and not doing, has never been a strong point for me.  It taught me a lesson though — life can be accomplished at this household without my interference.  That being said, I also know that even though Young Lady can do almost anything by herself these days, she still needs me to come along her side and help weed her garden.  🙂

This week really kicked off tomato season.  We all have to remind ourselves that we LIKE this season… because by the end of tomato season, we really, really don’t like it anymore.  Last year’s record harvests were 15 gallons for a few days in a row (to clarify, that’s 45 gallons of tomatoes in 3 days).  The smell of cooking tomatoes isn’t exactly my favorite smell, but the fact that we’ll have them all winter in the form of diced tomatoes, ketchup, pasta sauce, and salsa is enough to keep us going.

That’s it for now.  Be blessed!

B