our first ever...

Went to do my daily cleaning of the coop, feeding, and watering. Looked over in a corner and OMG!

Our first egg!

I know, I am such a chicken nerd to be celebrating our first egg. But it makes me feel like a proud mother and gives me a sense of accomplishment.

 All we need now is a few more and then we can cook up an omelet .ha ha ha!

Sunday Morning and "The Talk"

It is a cool Sunday morning here. God has bless. blessed us with yet another beautiful fall day. My coffee is hot, sausage is defrosting. It is sausage gravy biscuits for breakfast today.,
Then later, Senior is cranking up the smoker yet again for Ribs. Of course my Mac n Cheese, and a home made peach cobbler...Good lord I must love my family !  : )


I can't stop thinking about a conversation Friday night with our oldest NW. He is the ripe old age of 7 and all ready wise beyond his years.
Halloween week at the boys school is "spirit week" each day is a theme. Tuesday is "Sock it to drugs"-they get to wear crazy socks.
Well, while ND was playing in his bath, and Senior outside by the fire pit. NW asked me "What are drugs".  I had to then go in to detail about the difference between prescriptions we get for being sick, and ones people take for fun. It was difficult explaining the differences. I told him even kids his age might try to offer him the "fun" drugs, or they may go in to mommy and daddy's medicines and bring some to school. I asked: "what would he do if a little friend offered him something" ?
His answer was To tell his teacher. I smiled and told him that is correct. But he elaborated further and said that he would then tell the friend, that he is a not sick and has no reason to take any medicines..
"Good Answer" I told him.  I hope that sentiment continues as he grows.

As good as the conversation went, it left me sad and worried for his and his little brothers future. I am sad because I shouldn't have to be having this conversation with a 7 year old. What has society done to our children?  They shouldn't have to worry about such things in life.
 I still see them both as my little babies, and I know that while they are my babies, they are also growing up into little men. I guess that is the "mother" part of me, wanting to keep them as innocent as I can, for as long as I can. I want them to be allowed to be kids and enjoy all aspects of what being a kid means.

I just hope, like any parent does that Senior and I are preparing them well for the challenges they face as they get older.  And no matter the good job we do, ultimately it will be up to them and the decisions they make. As a wise person once told me:  "we are the ones in charge of our own destiny"

The conversation ended, but I am still left with worry. I talked to Senior about it, who has also promised to talk with both boys on the subject. I am so very thankful for my Senior. No matter what obstacles we have faced during our marriage, the good, the bad and the ugly. We have always kept it together. I am happy that our boys can see their parents showing emotions with each other, hugging and kissing etc. My mother in law ( god rest her soul) once told me the importance of that , she told me so many couples don't, and that its positive for the children to see the love between their moms and dads.  I now think that comment is the root of it all for our society..it all comes down to the family and what kind of family the children have at home.  Family is what shapes our children in to the adults they will turn out to be.

Breakfast Conversation...

I love breakfast time with our two boys. They eat while I pack their school lunch. and all three of us chat. Mostly it is me telling them to stop playing and eat because it's getting late.
This morning was a bit different. I only needed to pack one lunch today. Our kindergartner gets to go on his first ever field trip. Even though it is only to a local grocery store and pet store..he has been super excited over the prospect of getting to ride the big yellow school bus. I of course am a chaparone.

So this morning while I pack our oldest a lunch (the youngest is having pizza when they return from the trip), we make a ham sandwich, throw in a small bottle of sunny-d, and some apple sauce...

I tell him: " There a nice lunch"... 

 And in all his infinite wisdom and with his innocent little eyes,he looks up at me and says:  " Good maybe Michelle Obama won't take it away".....................     : )