Sunday morning at church a teacher said something about when his wife was young and they had two toddlers and she was two-toddler tired. I laughed and agreed that yes, there is nothing like the tired you feel when you have two toddlers in the house, and then I thought,
"Wait-wait until you have a teen, two pre-teens, and a five year old in the house. Add various and sundry animals, a garden, berries, fruit trees, Scouts, Heritage Girls, and then try to homeschool all four kiddos. Oh, and you have a hubby in there who you really like to sit in the swing with and talk with every once in awhile. Oh, don't forget your deep freeze died and you get to buy a new deep freeze and pay $302 to the Roto-Rooter man who had to come one hour before you had supper company Sunday night and try to figure that one out in your checkbook. And visit some good friends so you can learn about high school transcripts and try not to cry and oh,
well, you get the picture.
Now that is tired.
Believe or not, I am not really complaining. That is just what it is right now in our life. Although I did think I was going to have a little come-apart about 6 last night when I was out watering the garden and noticed that the corn is ready to be picked. And Mark and my big boys were leaving in less than 12 hours for FOUR DAYS. And "I don't know nothing about picking and shelling corn!" Mark has always handled that part and I did the cooking and freezing part.
Even though Mark was crazy busy himself with yardwork and getting stuff ready for the trip he picked and shucked the corn for me and now I will handle the freezing part today. Along with a bunch of other garden stuff. Which is what I wanted and am extremely grateful for. I just wonder why it all seems to happen at once in the garden.
Yesterday morning we visited a real working goat farm (which was awesome) and then stopped by my granddaddy's house to eat some watermelon with him and my aunt. Then we headed home to packing and yard work. And I tried to sneak off to get a little nap, but Mark found me and expressed his need for duct tape so off I went to the store for that. After that I went out to water the garden and found the corn, and well, you remember.
But, last night we all stopped for a little and went down the road to a local church who was having a fireworks display for the community. I'm glad we went even though all my tired bones were crying out not too. I tried to do a little patriotic-government lesson on how blessed we are to be able to do this, but I think everyone slept through my mini-lecture. Except for Abbie, who has untold energy at all times. She was pumped up and excited to be there, just for the social aspect alone.
|See how tired we are. We are trying to put on a happy face, but James couldn't even muster up a smile.|
|This girl just keeps smiling and going and smiling and going.|
|I brought blankets to sit on to watch the show, but my boys got in a little mini-nap/rest-time before it started. They have really been working hard around here lately.|
|Love this boy. Love watching fireworks.|
|Again, with the energy. Please transfer some to me.|