Yesterday was a full house. Besides my own seven children, we had two extra teenagers over for the day. My friend Kathy also came over with four of her little ones. I remember my mom taking a picture of the shoes by the door after my brother Isaac came home from school one day with a big group of friends….that’s me now. The shoes and coats by the door were incredible, I pointed them out to Kathy and we laughed.
For lunch *for a crowd*, I used Pioneer Woman’s fantastic recipe for pizza dough (from her cookbook), and seriously cut back on the cheese topping. I realized, after watching one of 94 year old Clara’s youtube videos, that there really is no need for an abundance of cheese. It’s much easier to eat and a lot more healthy with just a generous sprinkling. Kathy helped me, and Davy made one pizza himself, too. We made a total of five pizzas and they were ALL GONE right away. All fifteen of us liked the pizza and then, oh joy, Kathy cleaned up while I drank coffee at the table.
The children are back to school today and I admit, I enjyed the quieter mornin
After getting Seth and Sarah settled, I walked over the hard snow to the chicken coop. The ponds were so pretty. They have a new layer of ice on top from the rain we got yesterday. I could hear a bird singing in the woods and I wondered what it was.
There is a long path through the snow to the coop. The chickens were happy to see me with their daily bowl of kitchen scraps. I carried a grocery bag in my pocket to carry the fresh eggs home in. We have so many eggs now, I need to find customers and lots of recipes using 3 or more eggs.
I could hear Sarah talking away, so I snuck upstairs to see what they were doing. She was taking stickers out of Caleb’s sticker book, and Seth was standing on a chair looking at things on the bookshelf.
I was disappointed in Seth yesterday when he broke the door completely off Sarah’s pottery barn kitchen sink!!!!!!!
Sarah says, “Daddy has to fix this.”
Seth isn’t feeling well, he started running a fever last night. He lays around with his bear and then gets up to try and play.
Sarah hurt her finger five days ago, she touched the treadmill while it was running and got a burn blister. She’s been babying the finger and keeps it wrapped up in her blanket as she wanders around the house. It had a bandaid on it until last night when I had to force her to let me take it off so it could dry. Thankfully, she’s been forgetting about it now and then today, and using her hand again. Silly girlie.
What to do with a sick boy and a one-handed girl? A nice little puzzle and lots of reading. We are enjoying Jan Brett books very much, especially The Gingerbread Baby.
What would February in the Northeast be without the end of winter blues? I finally gave in and bought a light, according to the suggestions of several of my xanga pals through the years.
I’m using it for the first time, as I type.