Invisible Children

Imagine a world torn and divided by war. Imagine being displaced and having to "live" in camps. Imagine your children, as young as 4 - your boys, forced to kill and be part of this war - your girls, sold, kidnapped, forced to be sex slaves. This is the atrocity that the Ugandan people must live with every day. Knowledge is POWER. Get informed. Get INVOLVED. Go to www.invisiblechildren.com to learn more about what you can do to help.

***Thanks to JohnnyB for the killer photo of my boy! Check out his myspace at www.myspace.com/theremedyishope85 to learn more about and support his endeavor to go to Uganda and become part of the solution!***

Finally! A working farm!

So, my supposedly pregnant goats have still not kidded and I doubt at this point they will. So, the farm motto ere is: if you can't contribute, you can't stay! Went and got a beautiful Nubian mommy with her kid today.


The kid'll get one side and I get nearly a 1/2 gallon out of the other side - per day! That's more than enough milk for us plus some for butter and soap as well. MMMMMMM! The chickens are producing beautifully - we're getting 12-18 eggs per week. I love my little working farm!

We got the kids a pony for Christmas. She's a painted Palomino, but with her winter coat in, she's pure white with CRAZY blue eyes!

She's so sweet and loves Logan to death. Whenever he comes outside she runs up to the fence and pokes her head through. The kids were hysterically laughing at her yesterday as she acclimated to her new home. She was so happy she was bucking and racing around the pasture and talking so loudly!


Okay - I think we're done. No more animals. We have what we need for food and pleasure and can't handle NO MORE! Jeremy doesn't believe me, but I promised I would try to keep my obsessive/compulsive tendencies in check! ;0)

My Kids

Are STINKIN' cute! I LOVE black and white photography and they make great subjects!

Little Christmas on the Farm

So, we had a nice little Christmas...our first ever by ourselves as a family. We spent Christmas Eve together at home, reading the Christmas story and watching A Charlie Brown Christmas.

When the kids woke up in the morning, they enjoyed their new slide and art supplies while daddy made a special Christmas breakfast.


After they opened the rest of their presents, we spent the day outside playing with the dogs and our new toys


playing tag with daddy

wishing the animals Merry Christmas


and flying Logan's new airplane.....or at least trying to.


We spent the rest of the afternoon monkeying around and playing games inside while waiting for Christmas dinner to finish cooking.


All in all? Stress free, relaxing and really merry. How do you like the new handmade sweaters from gramma? My mom rocks!

MMMMM Breakfast!

A veritable easter basket of breakfasty goodness courtesy of my new girls. Guess they're not so dumb after all!

Our Weekend Project

We got new chickens (Easter Egg Layers) and therefore needed a bigger, better chicken run. My hubby's so handy!

We're thinking of naming the new chickens Paris, Lindsey, & Nicole. Why? They seem to be on the trouble-maker side and are quite STOOPID! They decided to sleep on top of the nest boxes instead of inside them or inside the coop. We did already get one egg today though, so I guess i could cut them a little slack....

Pea Soup

If you're the romantic, classical, Olde English literature fiends that Jeremy and I are, you would appreciate waking up in the morning and walking out into a scene from Hound of the Baskervilles:

When you can literally taste the condensation, that's a beautiful thing. If you cock your head just right and you can actually see the mist falling, that's the kind of fog stories are written about. And when the silhouette of a horse, head-on freaks you out because it looks like a man standing where a man definitely shouldn't be standing, well, it's time to go back to bed!

My little Gordon Ramsay!

As is our family rule goes: toys are for birthdays and Christmas, but there is no limit on books. So, we're at Barnes & Noble and this is the book I picked out:

My mom says I'm her little Gordon Ramsay. I am 6 years old and this is the story of my first dinner service and of the best meatloaf we have ever had!

First, mommy got all of the ingredients, utensils and gadgets ready and laid out. Then I carefully followed all of the directions, starting with putting the meat in the bowl and chopping up the green peppers.

Then, I beat together the eggs and milk and added them. Yes, I cracked the egg myself!

Added a few more secret things and then - my favorite part - mixing it all up! It felt SO GROSS!

More fun: pressing the meatloaf into the muffin pan!

While waiting for my meat muffins to cook, I set the table and put out the green beans.

And here they are! Meatloaf muffins made FROM SCRATCH by me: Logan!

And just so you know how good they were....

Mommy and daddy even had seconds they said it was so good!

Maybe you can come try my meat muffins some time! I LOVE cooking!
~Logan