At least that’s what the calendar says…and now June is almost here. School activities are keeping us running and busy with field trips and end-of-year celebrations. Mother nature is keeping us busy with planting, weeding, and tree climbing. Make sure you get that last on in. Life was meant to be enjoyed in a tree!
Last month was barren and cold and suddenly it’s blooming and beautiful.
We decided to put the chicks out so they could get some fresh air. But really, it was all about me; they are so smelly and stinky I needed them OUT.
Tenny, of course, was going crazy. The sight of a bird makes him lose all rational thought. He spots a robin and is off like a race car, speeding and careening until the robin cheeps with delight before flying away. Such a tease. We put a chicken fence around the chicks as a safe guard. The natural dog inside Tenny has not yet been overcome.
“Mom, I think we should put Tenny inside,” Brynne said.
“He’s fine,” I said. They can’t get out and he can’t get in.”
You already know this isn’t going to end well, don’t you?
Aren’t they cute?
I am not going to tell you the end of the story yet, because it’s a tragic one that will detract from the lovely blossom pictures I’m now going to focus on:
Today I’m focusing on the happy things.
But in my mind I can still hear the screaming…
Let us now focus on the running in our lives. There has been lots and lots of running this month – wahoo, it’s been so exciting.
This was Cope’s last year at her little elementary/middle school, and her last year running track (no track at her high school…so sad.) She was a super star, running the mile run. She won her first race (I may have been a little teary-eyed b/c watching my children run does something terribly wonderful to me), and here she came in third. She gained A LOT of confidence this year, was well-coached, learned strategy, and how to find her pace. There are so many great lessons learned from athletics.
She qualified for the state meet and ran her personal record of 6:09. What a great season!
Nellie, also on the track team for the first time, bonded with his sister on long bus rides, and ran the mile, the 800 (2 laps), and threw javelin (the highlight of his life – a long spear he was actually encouraged to use.) He missed qualifying for the state meet by .2 seconds (like the snap of your finger).
This boy is so fast, he has a long running life ahead of him…he may have even beat his mother this weekend at a 5k. Twice. He ran a 21:50 5k today…I just couldn’t catch him!
I tend to be more…vocal at track meets. Here, Daddy watches with that phone in his ear.
The girls were always super-excited to stay for long track meets.
Last month was blah and barren. And now the world is lush and beautiful.
I found a turtle in the middle of the road. Did you know that keeping a snapping turtle in NH carries a $10,000 fine? I sent one to school and was promptly told this information. Why does this make me laugh?
While older kids went to track practice, girls ran home to Mama. One of my favorite parts of the day.
Apple blossoms bloomed
Dandelions bloomed and were picked in big bouquets
I can’t seem to do a million things at once, and lost my mind several times. My dear mother-in-law had to turn off the oven after I was 40 minutes away and realized I was cooking English muffins. Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around?
Brynnie boo had a birthday! Donuts on a string….
The black flies attacked Paige and her ear swelled three times its normal size
And the girls ate the donuts with gusto. Happy Birthday, Brynnie! This is kind of a lame birthday post, but I love ya, girl – you know I do!
I’m not sure why this is so fun, but it has been vastly entertaining.
Especially when it pops repeatedly in sister’s face
Waah! My ear hurts.
The climber of trees
I’ve been after the kids for running outside with their dirty feet and then coming inside with their dirty feet and then running up the cream carpet with their dirty feet…
Sometimes I think I just need to let it go. But something inside of me just can’t do it. My solution is…they WEAR shoes when they go outside. Is that so wrong?
This is supposedly a weed
For one week out of the year, this crab apple tree blooms the most beautiful pink blossoms
And we must pick them and swing from tree’s branches. And the tree is happy.
I like this quote:
The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction.
Why does the sight of Daddy mowing the lawn make me so happy?
I can’t stop loving them, either.