Our neighbors gave us an air popper. Why have I never had one before? It captures their attention for a full five minutes while they wait for it to pop and then it takes another 20 for them to eat it. Then the dogs clean up what they drop. It's sort of like a mini vacation everytime I think to use it. I feel like gifting one to all my mom friends! Totally worth the shelf space. (And thank you Sue!)
I'm weeks late in posting this, these chicks are growing rapidly! They are mostly snuggled by Audra but the others get in on the fun too. Hatching in the incubator is always live TV hit. The weather doesn't feel like spring, but having chicks makes it feel spring like regardless!
Thankful for the freedom to live as we choose. Thankful for those who sacrificed so much. Thankful for our little family and the blessing of spending a long weekend being home sweet home. (And thankful Subway made lunch....because this mama sure could use a meal 'off'!)
If you ever want to be inspired, Special Olympics is where to go. Many of these kids and adults have had to work 10x-100x harder than I ever have had to work, and they do so with perseverance. The day is full of smiles, high fives, ribbons, celebrations and just an all out good time. The first Special Olympics I went to was a Winter Games one during my undergrad days. Been just about every year since. Thankful to bring this trio along to cheer for our friends.
Somehow this kid got enough drive to finish a project! I make him stitch a seam a week (which he often grumbles about). Just one seam. I told him if I am teaching other kids how to sew, I am teaching him too! Nice to see him want to finish it and so proud of what he made.
Thank you for all the kind words and sweet memories about my mom.
We celebrated her memory with chocolate cake, as promised. Although the littlest doesn't yike any of the dinner options lately, she seems to love chocolate frosting just as much as her late grandmother.
This is the weirdest May in Maine. We start our day in layers, fleece, flannel, wool, turtlenecks and a fire.
And the warmest part of the day we are somehow picking flowers to press...still in our wool, fleece and layers. I've done hardly anything in the garden yet. I guess this year I may be like my grandfather and do my planting on Memorial Day. These baby chicks may be in our house for much longer than I desire! I really need to take pics of them, they are growing rapidly.