Potty Problems

To the lady at the garage sale who would not let my potty training son come inside to pee (because she said he might break something in her house)...

I hope those flowers on the side of your house die.

A tale of bravery and lots of dirty, wet laundry

Once upon a time there was a pitiful looking garage roof. 

It had rotting wood and tar covered shingles.  It was a sad sight to behold.

One day (which turned into a weekend) a team of brave heroes came to the rescue!  Pop lead the charge with Doc, EJ, PhoJo and Romeo (The four sisters' men if you are new here). 

DW even got in on a little roofing action.  This team was strong and determined. 

They worked many hours in dangerous conditions. 

They laughed in the face of the wind and rain that tried to back them down.

When the last shingle was nailed to the roof they raised their nail guns and cried out...VICTORY!!!

Ride 'em cowboys (and cowgirls)

Meet the newest additions to Four Sisters Farm. 

These buckin' broncos are in for years of

big grins and belly laughs.

Proof...

Look at the picture that was lovingly taped up next to my side of the bed.  No, I'm not talking about spiderman.  Look right below him...that's right...Mira.  She is Buzz Light Year's girl.

 My boys think Buzz Light Year Rocks.

They think I am Mira.

That is perhaps the highest compliment a momma could receive from preschool boys.

Therefore, I am one wicked cool mom!

I just got cussed out by a chicken...

Seriously.

I was out collecting eggs this afternoon.  There is a broody hen out there (for those of you who don't speak chicken...that means she is trying to hatch an egg so she stays on top of the eggs in her nest box for what seems like forever).

There is one hen that has been broody for sometime.  We always just move her aside to gather the eggs.  Well, now there appears to be a new one.  She seems to be taking her job very seriously.

When I went to move her over and collect eggs, she pecked at me.  Then she started squawking, very loudly, I might add.  She finally hopped down and proceeded to cuss me out in chicken.  I cannot repeat what she said.  Children read this blog.

Listen, Miss Sassy Chicken, I didn't want to have to be the one to break it to you but since you were so ugly to me here goes...

WE DON'T HAVE ANY ROOSTERS.  None of those eggs you are sitting on are fertilized.  They aren't going to hatch no matter how long you sit on them or how loud you squawk at me.  Stick that in your beak and smoke it!

Opinions

Each year, I joyfully select the boys fall party costumes.  My favorites are usually the way too cute old navy animal costumes.  You know...a monkey, a puppy, a chicken or an elephant.  I LOVE how cute they look in them.  Well, momma, the party is over.  These boys have opinions...and strong ones, I might add.  Currently, I am on the hunt for the perfect Batman and perhaps a Robin to go with him.  Bubba is leading the charge and Wubba is right behind him.  At least little Q will let me dress him as I please.  Of course, he will probably have to be a super hero so he can match his brothers.  See, these opinions are really putting a cramp in my style.  I have a feeling I better get used to it.  My little cowboys are growing up!

Lou Lou Visits Four Sisters Farm

Lou Lou recently came to stay for several days with Pop and Grammy at Four Sisters Farm. When she comes to the farm, she brings sheer joy with her. You see, right now, Lou loves everything about the farm. She loves the farm hands who live here, the cat (who used to be called Ranger, but now he's call "The Lone Ranger" since he's the only cat left), the goofy dogs who we now know like to eat pears, the chickens, the go kart, and everything else associated with Four Sisters Farm.

While she was here, Lou helped out with all kinds of things. She helped fix up and paint a well house, fed the farm animals, and watered the pumpkins among other things. She also brought along her latest sewing project so she and Grammy could finish it up (before she outgrows it) and we did accomplish our goal!

It wasn't all "work" and really, even the work is fun around here. Lou has a pink helmet that she dons to drive the go kart and she is a really good driver! We even got to go to a neighbors house to see three adorable kittens, three silly goats, and two huge labs during her stay. All in all, Lou had a great time and so did we. We can hardly wait for her next visit.



Pop and Grammy know that the farm may not always be as attractive to Lou as it currently is...so for now, we are loving "Lou Season" at the farm.

You may remember hearing the when asked what we raise at Four Sisters Farm, Pop said that we were going to "raise grandkids." I love that vision and I love the reality that we have been blessed with such an abundant season. You see, Lou is the oldest of our ten grandchildren and they all love the farm! Our hope and prayer is that it will be an especially long growing season of grandchildren here.