problem solving 101

we were outside the other night and dane slapped her. she ran to me crying.

me: i'm sorry dane is being a mean brother. i'm sorry he hit you.

her: i don't like dane. i think we should get a new baby.

coop {part three}

we're in the homestretch! and by far the most fun.

 {coop and run}

 <3

 supplies!

 showin' off my self sufficient alfalfa haulin' skills

the kid proof ramp

baby chicks will be here saturday! 

happy summer!

he

he is 21 months. size 2T. running and rolling and wrestling with ryan. 

not talking much. mostly pointing and screaming. 

he's my target cohort. the pink hand-me-down binky man.

the dream blanket addict.

like hard core addict.

he loves sesame street. and climbing up on the couch. and when he fell off, head first, he stopped crying only to get back up. and continue jumping.

he's not so into being photographed. or eating much of anything healthy.

and it's always a happy day when he gets new boy toys.

coop {part two}

we're getting there and i'm like that annoying kid in the backseat asking... is it done yet? but it almost is.  

a HUGE, monumental thanks to my dad and husband for putting up with my wish list. my door knob obsession. the hinge debate. and everything in between.

the floor is epoxied, the walls are skinned, the windows have been windexed. <----- oh look... that's where i come in!

the run, perch and all,  is near completion. i found two bunnies hanging out in here the other morning... pretty good sign the chickens are going to LOVE IT!

and the roosting boxes. those girls will have to earn their keep. 

i am beyond excited about our future fresh eggs. did i mention i may or may not have bought an egg cooker... and it's pretty magical. a salad with hard-boiled egg is one of my favorite things ever. ever!

:)

san elijo {june 2013}

it is june! {insert teacher happy dance here}

we started our trip without the kids. what a brilliant idea.

dinner at las olas. alone! like the good ol' days.

the next morning: happy beach babies :)

they are official san elijo beach campers. and they officially know when we hit that parking lot where we are. and what they want. dane screams... in delight. moo immediately orders.

 princess castles

 trailer bathes

long lost toys rediscovered and thoroughly enjoyed... expect by ryan. he put most of these in the donation bag after stepping on too many. party pooper.

monday turned out to be a sunny, beautiful day. we're use to that kind of weather.

she was singing and twirling at the top of her lungs.

and he meticulously stepped around each and every seaweed mound.

but he cleans up well.

and then we had a magical, quiet, in and out filled drive home.

and clearly i fell off the 'no sugar' ban wagon. again.  

coop {part one}

so... we're building a coop. a chicken coop. well... my dad and ryan are... i'm just the pinterest expert that presents pictures and ideas and color schemes. 

 i'm so excited!

she :)

she is 3.
she is smart. as in... you can't really outsmart her anymore. but you can bribe her with gum and lollipops.
she likes school. she likes nail polish. she likes going fast in the car.
she plays with her brother. she chases him around the kitchen and says, 'come on baby, come on' and he squeals and laughs.
she gets wild. and we get frustrated. she throws fits that are louder and bigger than she is. we watch her on her monitor with wide eyes.
she says sorry. she tucks her head when she pouts. she's overly particular about the color of... the hair tie, cup, shirt, shoes. oh her trustworthy purple shoes. you wouldn't know she owned anything else.
she asks about her grandparents. and loves her baby cousin. she can't wait to get the baby chicks. she asks to go camping at the beach. and then rattles off some obscure detail about our last trip that makes my mind spin.
she makes me proud. she makes me tear up when she talks about jesus. she told me flowers have nectar for birds and bees.
she is my blonde girl.