[Summer Break] Day 1: Good beginnings

[Summer Break] Day 1: Good beginnings

Don’t let the title fool you. I’d be completely overshooting myself if I claimed that I was going to write a post each day for Summer Vacation. HA. Dream on.

Regardless, today IS day one, and so far not much past what I expected. Olivia’s needing work on her attitude and already has lost her electronic privileges for the rest of the day. Welcome, Summer. Welcome.

We’re also starting our new Summer Check Lists and went over how the NEW (and improved, of course) allowances will work. I got the idea from  a blog called 71 Toes, which is a modified version of the plan in this book – and of course Pinterest led me there! So anyway, they pay their kids their age, ie child is 10, so he/she gets $10 a week. We, however, cannot afford $21 a week in payout to the kids! (9 + 7 + 4 + 1 = 21) Eesh! We’ve made our own changes to make it work for our family and I’ll share more on that when we have some more experience under our belts with the method and how it’s holding up.

In other news, we saw two birds out the window this afternoon, “being cute”. The first thing I noticed were the brilliant colors on the darker bird’s shoulders. After a quick Google search and upon entering our bird’s characteristics, we discovered the one bird was a Red-winged Blackbird.

red-winged blackbird illustration

The illustration really does not do the bird justice, the wing color is outstanding – makes it easy to spot, too. What we couldn’t understand, was what the bird was doing. He’d fly out into the field and then come back to a bird that sat on the fence post. He did this three different times. It almost looked like he was bringing her food. But the other bird, the one on the post, looked NOTHING like the Blackbird – I didn’t think birds of different kinds [ETA: GENERA, plural for genus. GO GOOGLE!] would mate. [ETA: From what I’ve read, it looks like closely related birds of the same family and genus can mate and create hybrids.]

So we took some pictures, watched them for a few minutes and I sat down to post while the kids ran around doing their normal craziness. It wasn’t until I went to find a better photo of the Red-winged Blackbird, and to figure out if there was maybe a slight visible difference between sexes, that I stumbled on these two photos further down the page:

Just a LITTLE different, wouldn’t you say?! The kids are now convinced that the brown bird (also known as, the Red-winged Blackbird FEMALE bird) is a mama and that the daddy must be bringing her food because she’s so tired with all those egg-babies in her tummy. Sure! Why not! Needless to say, we’ll definitely be doing more of this this summer.

The kids then turned their bird-watching into some Naturalist Playdoh molding:

Duncan, as you can clearly see, was VERY particular. He wanted his bird photographed from the top, the front, the back, AND the side. He was proud of his details. Rachael started making snakes, then the kids claimed they MUST be worms for the birds to eat. She wasn’t too into that idea.

More chaos tomorrow.

Challenge Day #3

Challenge Day #3


Day three is “what makes you happy” – good heavens. Talk about a loaded question! There are so many things that make me happy, so many things that are important to my well-being, I wouldn’t even know how to make an entire list or where it would end. But to begin?


If nothing else, that seems like a great start to me.

(And just 14 minutes shy of my deadline, ha!)

a hair-raising dilemma…

a hair-raising dilemma…

I was walking through my hallway, phone rang, answered it… it was Cam (who was driving from school to work). We began to chat, the norm. Until I looked down at my needing-to-be-vacuumed carpet… was that hair?

When was the last time I trimmed my bangs?
Didn’t I take the bathroom garbage out just yesterday?
Wait… that’s too light to be my– OH no…

That’s when I looked up to the table, at my three-year-old eating her macaroni and cheese. Cameron kept asking what was wrong, because I was silent except for the “OH no…”


She did it.

The inevitable thing that happens to every little girl at some point in her life… had happened to mine. I had been so careful and always taught her not to do it… apparently I wasn’t clear enough.

Two inches across on the front of Liv’s head had been cut to eye level.

It was time for a haircut. 😦

Here are our sad (but CUTE) before and afters…

(Notice the chipper happiness…
this is before she discovered how much I had to cut off.
She’s turned to look at her “funny” side in the medicine cabinet mirror.)

That’s some loooong hair. 😦

And here she is… looks like she’s 5-years-old now!

She was watching Cinderella… not paying much attention.
When she started bawling in the bathroom,
because “I was just making it longer, momma…” and
“But I like it longer, I want it longer, don’t cut it,”
it absolutely broke my heart…

(After reminding her, she’d look like Snow White when we were done,
and of course – that she could have fruit snacks… well, things brightened up.) 🙂

And minus the not paying attention she was suddenly happy again, lol. 🙂

So there you have it folks…

My 3-year-old who talks like a 16-year-old
officially looks like a 5-year-old.

(and oddly enough, EXACTLY like my sister Sidney
when her hair was bobbed, lol.)

At least she’s cute – man, that phrase saves her every day… 😛