Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Happenings At Home

At a recent auction I purchased five boxes of straws. They are extra long and red. Each box contains 500 straws, I think.

Anyway, today the kids were bored and so I decided to pull out a box. Sissy set to work building a house. She asked for a few tips, but mostly did it herself.

The Boy made a gun, or so he says. He didn't ask for any help. He designed and built it himself. I think he did a good job considering he is not one who usually likes to craft.

And Baby decided to make a musical instrument. I helped quite a bit with it because after we got going and I was helping to cut, she got distracted with her next idea. Her next idea was a super long straw. After trying it out for the first time and seeing there were lots of air leaks, she decided it took a lot of breath for a straw that long! She then went ot work on finding and fixing all the air leaks. I think there was more tape on the straws than there was straw!

Straws kept the kids busy and made for a messy house, because unfortunately they were all individually wrapped. I like when they can use their creativity rather than just watching tv or playing video games.

While they were messing up the house, I made some cornbread. It's a sweet cornbread and is soooo delicious! I waited an entire 5 seconds to cut into it and eat a piece. It took me that long to get my Ov Glove off or the cornbread would have been in my mouth sooner!

Now please feel free to keep to yourself how messy my oven is. The automatic cleaner is not working and we don't plan to have it fixed, so.....

Monday, March 3, 2014

A Room For A Princess

Go ahead and try to tell her she's not a princess. I dare ya! 

I've been busy doing Baby's room. Mr Farmer wasn't sure he wanted to paint the paneling in her room since it was really nice, real wood paneling. I finally convinced him. We let Baby pick out the colors as long as they matched somewhat with the curtains I made her. She had a very strong opinion on the colors. I would pick a few that matched and she would tell me which one was the right one. It really didn't matter if I thought differently, I was wrong. The white especially had to be the perfect one even if it didn't exist. I did my best to find one that matched the curtain fabric sample I took with us, and she finally picked one that would "do".

I re-used The Boy's wooden  window valance, but sanded it and repainted it. Then, Baby decided she needed a princess crown with her initial in jewels. I just used a piece of cardboard and painted it. She and I picked out the design we would use for the jewels and I attached them with hot glue. It turned out really cute, I think. I didn't want to use wood and spend a whole lot of time and money on it since she'll probably grow out of it in another year or so.

I painted the paneling with Kilz first and then painted the woodwork white and the walls pink. I found a shelf and painted it the bright green she chose. Mr Farmer thinks she needs some more things on her walls. I can't believe that came out of his mouth!

I took the closet doors off since they were always getting knocked off their tracks anyway and moved her desk into the closet. Her room is quite small and was always messy. I took out the shelf in here, too. I wanted to paint the inside of the closet area in the bright green, but ran out since that wasn't part of the initial plan, so that may or may not get done someday.

Since getting her room redone, Baby has kept it clean and has even organized it further. She was our hoarder, but seems to have turned a corner. She took me in one day to show off her drawers and nightstand. I told her I was proud of how nice they looked. She said, "I figured it was time to grow up." Now if she could just convince the other two of that!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014


Winter is still here. I know, big news. I just means that not much is happening at the farm. I have been selling lots of stuff on Ebay and that's kept me busy. 

Also, auctioning has finally started up again after the break in December and January. Yay!

And yesterday I baked bread and made pigs in blankets.

 The house smelled heavenly! Breathe in deeply with me. You can almost smell it, too, can't you?

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

The Sweetest Thing Ever

The other day, The Boy was having a bad day while Sissy and I were in town, so Baby made him this card.

Have a tissue handy.

I will translate under each piece. (Her English teacher sucks!)

 Dear Boy
It does not matter what people say about you. Just believe that your family will love you and take care of you.
Love, Baby

Here, I guess, The Boy is falling and Baby has "got him"???

On a completely different note. The two youngest just played a guitar and sang a couple of  songs they made up.

Here they are.

My life is so complicated. My life is hard and so dull. (Baby)
Aww cheer up. I will help you. (Boy)
You will? Thanks. (Baby)
It is nothing. (Boy)
Do you want coffee?( said by both to Mr Farmer and me)

song #2
Low places are so slow but I'm good to dogs. (Boy)
Come on. I'm a talking dog. I can wrestle. (Baby)
But I am so good to you. Please don't hurt me. (Boy)
Ohhh, grow up! (Baby)
Ok, thank you dumb dog. (Boy)
Hey, wait till I get my paws on you! (Baby)

The end.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

A Teenager Has Invaded!

We tried to run. We tried to hide. We tried to stop it.

But Sissy declared, "I will be a teenager and you can't stop me!"

And so we entered, unwillingly, into the teen years. We have a teenager!

I took Sissy with me to town and left her brother and sister in charge of decorating the house for her birthday. I left them with a full roll of white streamers, balloons, and paper. This is what we came home to.

The streamer roll was almost completely gone. As was 6,739,286 feet of tape! They were so proud of themselves and the job they had done.

I particularly loved the random places a piece of streamer would be placed.

And when the furnace kicks on, the streamers fly up and make all kinds of noise.

Sissy wanted a number "13" cake in blue.

Happy birthday, Sissy! Now you start counting backwards. Next year she's 12 again!

Thursday, January 2, 2014

We Did Have Christmas Here, Too

We had a good Christmas this year. Wait. Let me rephrase that.

 Christmas this year sucked!

We woke up early to get the stockings ready. Then, the kids got up, but had to wait for Nana and Pawpaw to get here before they could open their gifts. Pure torture! For the kids.

We had breakfast and waited. Nana and Pawpaw finally got here and the kids opened their gifts. They all got personal dvd players, headphones, cases and a movie, plus pajamas and a couple other things. It was a good haul for them. Mr Farmer had the camera and hasn't quite figured out how to take a photo that isn't blurry, yet. I found only a couple.

 This next photo was taken by Baby. I don't think she has a future in photography. Like her dad.

The entire time we had to keep pausing to wait while Mr Farmer answered his phone when his mother called. Repeatedly. Over and over again. The whining!  And not from the kids patiently waiting for their long-awaited Christmas presents.

Mr Farmer's dad later ended up in the ICU and we had to leave the kids and run up to the hospital 4 hours away. Before we even left the house, he was doing better, but we had everything packed, so we went. We went somewhere we swore we'd never go again, on a day we did not want to leave, to see people we didn't want to see. Merry Christmas to us! We really missed seeing the kids enjoy their gifts! Not to mention missing the 2 days of vacation that were wasted. Is the bitterness and irritation I feel coming through in my words?

Anyway, we got home and enjoyed the rest of the year together. Mr Farmer always has the week from Christmas Eve until Jan 2 off of work.

Monday, December 23, 2013

Come Play With Me

The kids went outside the other day to play in the snow. They went up into their tree house. Buddy couldn't get up there. So he waited.

"I know they're up there. I wish they'd come down and play with me."

"What's this? I see movement."

"Be careful, Baby. You can't play with me if you're hurt."

"This isn't quite what I had in mind."