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He makes me laugh!

My Little Man is a constant source of humor in our house.  We have all forgotten what it is like having a 3 year old in our lives. All the nieces, nephews, and cousins in our lives are past this stage of life.  The Little Man is always saying something or performing some act that makes us all giggle and wonder at how his little brain works.

His favorite phrases are “I can’t” and “I don’t know” which is accompanied by a sad face with which he expects to extract some pitty from you.  He runs about the house screaming “Spider!  AAAHHHH!”.  The Little Man enjoys attaching himself to your leg and becoming yet another appendage for you to carry around.

My favorite performance as far happened this morning.  Ever since he became a part-time member of our household, he conveniently goes “poo” when The Hubby is at home; thus allowing The Hubby the duty of wiping him.  Well this morning was yet another morning of going “poo” and yelling for uncle to come wipe him.  He then gallantly marches into the dining room where I am situated, britches in his hand, not on his body, turns his bare rear end to me and says “Look, No poo in my butt!”.  I giggled and said, “Yes, now lets get those shorts back on”.

I guess this is a great accomplishment for a 3 year old.  He was so proud and was eager for some praise.  How can I deny him that simple pleasure?  I simply can not!

Oh how he makes me laugh,

The Milk Maid


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No, not like that!

My nephew, who I will refer to as Little Man, will be spending 3 or more days a week with the girls and me.  We have been excited about spending time with him, teaching him, and loving on him.

Little Man is three years old.  He is cute as a button.  This morning was his first day with us and he walked in so happily without any fuss.  He wanted to watch “a movie” so we turned on our Wii with Netflix.  He is sitting beside me watching “Caillou”.  I can remember when my girls loved watching that show.

Having a three-year old (boy) in the house is going to take some adjusting, but I don’t mind; it’s all worth it in the end.

Loving the new man in my life,

The Milk Maid

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The past 3 nights were spent camping (tent style) on an island in the lake.  The island could be walked across in approx 20 large steps.  The width of the island was just enough to comfortably settle in two tents and have room to breath.  It is important to inform you (readers) that I am NOT a tent camping kind of gal.  I prefer the RV style camping any day but unfortunately you can’t get an RV on an island in the middle of the lake.  This trip was The Hubby’s idea for Father’s Day.  I was reluctant at first but can say that I truly enjoyed the experience.

My dad joined us for two of the nights.  We have recently butted heads over some business matters so I was relieved to see him enjoying himself and taking the time to spend with our family.  He made comments like “I haven’t done this in years” and “I’ve not slept that well in ages”.  I know he enjoyed himself and I am thankful he shared the experience with us.  He even made an awesome Chicken and Dumplings over the camp fire the last evening we were there.  YUMMY!

I don’t consider myself a list making person but I have compiled a list of pros and cons to camping on an island.


1)  Lack of proper bathroom areas.

2)  Boat is the only form of transportation to and fro.

3)  Noisy neighbors on the next island over.

4)  I’m not a “camp fire” chef.

5) BUGS!

6) Sleeping on an air mattress in a tent doesn’t produce a full nights sleep.

7)  Running home (4 miles away) twice a day to milk my cow.


1) The island is all yours.

2)  Water, water every where…

3)  Snapper (formerly known as Thing 2) fished for hours and enjoyed ever minute of it.

4)  Swimming!

5) There is a beautiful sun rise and sun set to be beheld over the water every morning and evening.

6)  Family time…. You are on an island… What else is there to do?

7) The early morning fog settling on the lake and the base of the surrounding mountains.  Beautiful!

Every morning the lake was so still and the world was quiet.  A fog settled in upon the lake and you could barely make out the mountains surrounding you.  It was so peaceful!  The kind of peace that brings to mind the Bible verse that says “Be still and know that I am God”.  It was those morning times that made all the pros look so much better than the cons.

This is the sunset the last night we were camping.

Snapper is sitting in the water fishing.

You can’t see her pole very well in this picture but it is there.

The Milk Maid

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Thing 2 is Snapper.  Snapper is my quirky child.

At a young age, we noticed that Snapper had some facial and body tics.  These have changed forms over the years; from repetitive blinking to full body jerks.  It used to be that she couldn’t control them once they started.  Now you see them sneak out when she is nervous or concentrating or when she is trying to tell you something.  Sometimes it is cute; Sometimes it is annoying.

Her latest tic….. Snapping!  At first it was cute; now it is annoying.  She snaps her fingers constantly (or so it seems).  She walks up to me to tell me something and her fingers are snapping.  She is eating with one hand and the other one is snapping.  She is watching a movie and she is snapping.  She is walking through the yard and she is snapping.  Think I’m exaggerating?  Let me prove my point.  She has a blister on her middle finger from snapping so much.  Did you know you could form a blister from snapping too much?  Oh Yeah!  You can!

This one isn’t as obvious to others because it is something that kids do.  Kids snap their fingers.  But if you hang around long enough, you will find that this kid doesn’t stop.

It sounds like I’m complaining when I’m really not.  It is cute….. For the first 1/2 of the day… Then she walks up to me to tell me something and it is all I can do to not scream “STOP SNAPPING AND TALK!”.   She should be in a snapping contest.  This kids has talent in the snapping business.

I love my Snapper!  She is my girly girl.  She is my pink loving princess.  She is my snuggler.  She is my sweet baby girl.

Snapper loves to play her fiddle.  She started showing interest in the violin/fiddle when she was 4 years old.  I bought her a 1/4 size fiddle off of ebay.  It was so small.  She would bow the fiddle and just listen to the sounds it would make.  Then she would smile at me and say, “Mommy, it sings to me.”  So precious!  Snapper isn’t motivated in her academic studies but I can always get her to play her fiddle.  She is going to attend the Fine Arts Summer Academy hosted by the Annie Moses Band in Nashville, TN.  What an amazing opportunity!  I’m so proud of my little fiddler.

Snapper loves living the farm life.  She loves the animals and all that goes into them.  She truly cares for them.  She cries when an animal is hurt or dies.  She loves all animals.  She can spend hours with the dogs, cows and chickens.  Her newest farm ambition is to raise her own beef calf.  She is helpful in the garden and wants to grow her own flowers.  Snapper is a country bumpkin!

Snapper doesn’t have a large group of friends.  Snapper doesn’t need a lot of friends.  When she was 4, she attended a 1/2 day pre-school program.  She befriended one little boy and said she didn’t need any more friends.  That is how she is today.  She has a hand full of friends and she is perfectly content with them.  She would be happy with one friend; just one person to be nice to her and make her feel special.

I love my Snapper!  She is God’s gift to me!

The Milk Maid

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This evening I am sitting alone in my office, watching TV show reruns on HULU.com, and pondering over my up coming surgery.  Why am I alone in my office, watching TV show reruns, and pondering??  Well, my princesses found their knight in shining armor.  They are at the ball!

The second annual Father Daughter Purity Ball that is!  We have spend months picking out the right dresses, choosing the perfect jewelry, trying out different hairstyles; all in the attempt to make this night a night to remember.

Silence surrounds me as I sit in my empty house by myself in anticipation of the return of my princesses (before midnight of course).  No pumpkins, No fairy godmothers, no evil step mothers.  It’s the real thing.  The real love of a father and his daughters.

The Milk Maid

The Milk Maid

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Lord of the Beans is a Veggie Tale movie.  I sat and watched it with my girls this evening.  It is a very cute (as all Veggie movies are) movie about your gifts and how God wants you to use them.

After the movie, I asked the girls if they understood what the movie was talking about.  They said yes.  Then I asked what they thought their gifts were and what mine and The Hubby’s gifts were.

Thing 1:  I don’t know

Thing 2:  Playing the fiddle.

MOM: Thing 1, what do you think you are good at?

Thing 1:  Reading and Writing

Thing 2: Oh, and I have a very good imagination!

Mom: Yes you do Thing 2.

MOM:  What do you think daddy’s gift is?

Thing 2: Building houses

MOM: And do you think he uses his gift in a Godly manner?

Thing 2: He goes to Builders for Christ.

Thing 1: And he helps Habitat for Humanity!

MOM:  That right!  What do you think my gift is?

Thing 1:  I think you have a high tolerance level.  You are very patient with us.

Thing 2:  And you teach us!

My hearts melts during moments like these.  We don’t watch Veggie Tales much any more but it was the beginning of a great family moment.

The Milk Maid

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Thing 1 and Thing 2 got new rubber boots to wear to the barn.  Aren’t they cute?

The girls are growing up so quickly; turning into young ladies.  They are so helpful around the house and are eager to please on most days.

Speaking of growing:

Herb Bed

Lettuce and Onions


Brussels Sprouts

Tomatoes and Bell Peppers

Cayenne Peppers, Jalapeño Peppers and Roma Tomatoes

Garlic and Chives

Egyptian Walking Onions

Strawberry Bed

(Built by The Hubby)

This is the first big bloom on my Strawberry plant from last year.  It is still as beautiful as it was last year and much bigger.  I’m expecting a large crop from it this year!

The Milk Maid

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