Blissfully Frozen

Due to the kid's athletics schedule these days we find ourselves out and about during the wee hours of the morning when it's still around freezing temps.  We heat up a blanket in the dryer, get in the car, snuggle up, and we're off.  And we always...always...see tons of people working out on our way.  Some are running, some are doing yoga, and some are doing some sort of boot camp/crossfit thing. 


Little guy:  "I'm concerned about these people's mental health, mom."

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Silence

This morning as I drove through our still pitch black neighborhood I spied a dog. An amazing dog. Only it wasn't an ordinary dog at all.  It was a coyote.  And it was simply magnificent.  The kid and I followed it for a bit in silent awe until it dodged up a driveway, disappeared, and we were left staring at where it had been. 

I love that my kid understands the value of silence.

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A New Kind of Fight

We've reached a new point in my kids' fighting.  Not sure if it's a new low point or a new high point, but get this.  Today their choice of ways to fight was a "Hug War".  Yes, a "Hug War".  How can something so lovely as a hug be paired with the word "war"?  Well, it's pretty easy 'round these parts. 

A "Hug War" is where you wrap your arms around your opponent and squeeze as hard as you physically can...all while your mom yells at you to make sure you and your brother don't accidentally break the glass in the door. 

And then they stopped just as quickly as they'd started, all giggles and smiles.

I think I like this new kind of fight.

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Chicken with a Beard - American Cancer Society Fundraiser

One of our sweet little chickens, Piper, has an eye infection. She's been patient for the most part as I work on cleaning her eye regularly, but every once in a while she lets out a squawk of protest.  And lucky for that chicken, her faithful friend, Hazel, our big dog, is always right at her side to lend a sympathetic whimper. 

I adore their unlikely friendship.


I'm finally getting around to fulfilling a friend's challenge to put a beard on a chicken.  After all, why not?  People have beards.  Billy goats have beards.  Even my dog, Hazel, sports quite a beard when her hair grows long.

So, I give you, chicken with a beard.


Again, I'll donate the sales of these bearded wonders to the American Cancer Society in memory of my wonderful and totally not bearded, yet cool as all get out, Nana.

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Peace and Love

Do everyone's kids fight or just mine?

Mind you, their fighting has changed over the years.  When they were younger they fought with the seeming purpose of actually doing each other harm.  These days they seem to fight for fun.  Yes, fun.  At sixteen and nineteen they sweat and giggle their way through battles that take up the entire livingroom and they delight at its conclusion as they show each other battle scars on their bodies and ripped clothing.

Fun...hmmmmmmm...I say, "Peace and love, dudes."

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Baby's got Back?

I was driving the kid to a friend's house today so they could do a school project together and he had control of the radio. 


Song:  "...but your booty don't need explaining."

Me:  "Gee, does my booty need explaining?  This song has me thinking."

Little guy:  "Mom, it's not a thought provoking song."


I'm soooo glad he knows that.

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Going just a Tad Punk

The big guy's car is out of commission, so I've offered to let him borrow my car since I can pretty much just walk or ride my bike anywhere I'd like to go.  It's been hard on the big guy, though.

You see, he has a sweet little sports car, a lovely thing that reeks of power and cool.  Me?  Well, I have a sweet little Prius, a sweet thing that reeks of practicality. 

Big guy:  "No, mom.  I don't want to be seen driving to school in a Prius."


But he's been using it frequently anyway because he does need to get from here to there.  Thing is, I've noticed that he's made one small adaptation to my car.  And I'm not counting the fact that he scoots the seat all the way back so his tall, lanky self can fit.  No, it's that he removes the sweet little origami crane that I have hanging from my rear view mirror and puts it in the cup holder. 


Me:  "Hey, you keep taking my crane off when you use my car."

Big guy:  "Yeah, mom, it's bad enough that I have to drive around in a Prius with an 'Oops, I went punk' sticker on it.  I am not driving around with that crane, too."


It's OK, I can rehang an origami crane with the best of them.  And, hey, it's good for the big guy to go just a tad punk.

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