Saturday, April 30, 2022

Ooh-Boy


Well, well, well. 
Look who we have here. I was obviously off on my calculations by a day or two but that little one certainly looks like it's ready to go. I was so surprised when I lifted up Darla to count the eggs under her and to remove any new ones, to see that little gold peep. I swear- I just cannot imagine how that happens in three weeks. I mean, from an egg you would scramble without thinking about it to an entire being with eyes and legs and almost-wings and down and a beak and everything! 
Another pragmatic miracle, as I call them. 
And now of course the man and I are freaking out about what we're going to do with the mommy-baby units. Of course I SAID it was going to be root hog or die and that I was going to let Darla and Violet take care of the peeps in whatever way they deemed best but...oh, shit.
I don't know. 
We have nothing set up although I did tell Mr. Moon to get some chick starter feed today when he went to town and he did. I guess my instincts were kicking in that far, at least.
Well, we can ponder the problem for about another day or so. We have to give the rest of the eggs time to hatch and the babies are fine without eating or drinking for a little while. 

We had a good time with our Gibson. He enjoyed his spaghetti and meat balls and he let me read "The Little Red Hen Makes A Pizza" to him before he went to sleep, along with "Professor Wormbog In Search For The Zipper-Umper-Zoo." He wanted to do the voices of the dog, cat, and duck in the Little Red Hen and he did a very fine job. He can read as well as I can so it was truly a mitzvah that he did, letting me read to him. He went to sleep so fast after I kissed him and turned out the light. And he let us sleep in until after eight so that was kind of him. 

This morning he pointed out that he and his grandfather were wearing almost-matching outfits. 


I took this picture when they'd been out kicking and using the machete on bamboo which is still popping up. 
He had his hip-hop dance class at 11:30 so after dealing with the bamboo and eating a fine breakfast of pancakes he got himself dressed and Boppy took him in to town. Before he left I gave him about seven M&M's and he said, "Why do you always do this?" and I said, "So you'll want to come back."
"I always want to come back!" he said. And I very much believed him but rituals are rituals and M&M's upon leaving are pretty sacred.
He's getting tall too. I imagine that by the time he's twelve, he, like Owen, will be taller than me. 

I did laundry, of course, after he left and hung it all on the line including the sheets. It would appear that the sun still came up this morning even though I did not wash them yesterday. 
Phew! What a relief!

I also made Jessie a cake for her birthday which is tomorrow. It's a carrot cake and I pulled three gigantimo (as Mr. Moon says) carrots from the garden and shredded them up and followed a New York Times recipe to the T which is quite unusual for me. Hell, I even used actual and real measuring devices. And the cake appears to be lovely although I have not made the icing yet. 

I've got a nice pot of pinto beans simmering away with a few pieces of left-over Easter ham I had in the freezer. I'll make some cornbread and a salad and honestly, that's about my favorite meal. In the garden, all of the beans we've planted are coming up, including the pintos, zipper cream peas, and field peas. I've got plenty of green peas to shell and make a meal of and that's coming up on the big wheel, as Lis says. I ate my first garden cherry tomato of the season yesterday and it tasted like summer.

Here's a few pictures that Lily sent last night when she and Lauren and Owen and Maggie were at one of Hank's trivias. Maggie wanted her picture with everyone. 


With Auntie Rachel! 


I love this picture so much and it gives me pause. As much as Owen looks like his mama, I can also see myself in him. 


Maggie and our beloved Billy. 


And of course one with the Trivia Master Himself- Uncle Hank. 

I do so love my family.

Love...Ms. Moon




24 comments:

  1. I have half of my birthday carrot cake in the freezer, waiting for me to demand some more. When you get Jessie's made, don't forget the sprinkles! :^D

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    1. Yum! I put some "gold sugar" on Jessie's cake and decorated it like a four-year old.

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  2. the chicks cometh! Ooh boy, is right. Lordy. A baby *set up* will have to be done....but Mr Moon is so handy....not a problem. good heavens, I wonder how many you'll get? Your grands and your family......are so warm and comforting to me. And carrot cake for Birthday Jessie? Carrot cake is my absolute favorite....tho haven't made it in years. I usually cheat once a year and get a huge slice from local restaurant that makes a killer cake. I almost get sick eating it....then am good for another year LOL!
    Susan M

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    1. I think we may just let the mommy's take care of the bebes after all. I just talked to a friend of mine who has many chickens and that's what she does. I'm glad my family makes you feel warm and comforted! They make me feel that way too.
      Sounds like your carrot cake idea is a good one!

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  3. What a great girl Maggie is, including every single person! The harvest you get from that garden amazes me. A bit of warmth really helps.

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    1. I have no idea what Magnolia had in mind that evening but she must have been feeling especially cute. As she was. And oh yes- the heat we get does help the garden along until it slays it.

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  4. I do so love your family too. You know, I get the feeling Gibson more than all the kids drinks in that one on one time he spends with you and his boppy. Maybe it’s a middle child thing but I sense he feels a lot of peace just being there.

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    1. I think you may be right about Gibson. He is the only middle child in the family and when it's just him here, it's all about him.

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  5. Anonymous is 37P by the way. I didn’t realize it would post anonymously. Blogger is really messing with comments.

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  6. I love carrot cake! And I love Maggie's pictures.

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    1. You would have liked this cake, I think. It was a good one! And that Maggie - she's what we call a sports model around here.

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    1. I think they mostly do love their mama. And Mer, too.

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  8. I'm confused, who is the one in the white t-shirt? I thought it was Hank, but then Hank is lower down. I love Maggie's T-shirt.
    Anyone who doesn't believe in miracles should hatch a clutch of eggs and marvel at the chicks. I had a grin that split my face when I saw that!

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    1. That's Lauren- Lily's partner. Girlfriend. Whatever.
      Aren't baby chicks something?

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  9. Those chequered trews look so cool. I must get some. I don't care if chins drop when I walk in the pub because I will be making a fashion statement and we all like to do that.... don't we?

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    1. They're pajamas, Mr. P. As I am sure you know.

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  10. Another birthday celebration! Seems like your group always has a reason to bake a cake and celebrate! Sweet!
    I love that photo of Boppy and Gibson in their matching outfits. That's terrific!
    Your group knows how to have fun together and they all look so happy!

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    1. We have about one million birthdays a year. So yes. And we do enjoy each others' company.

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  11. Baby chicks! So sweet and then what to do with them.

    My hubby always requests carrot cake for his birthday. I find them tedious to make, just the grating of the carrots.

    Looks like everyone had a wonderful evening.

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  12. I'm so glad you have at least one baby chick. I expect more will appear. It freaks me out a little to think an egg will become THAT with just a bit of time and mama chicken body warmth.

    The trivia outing looks awesome! So good to see everyone looking so happy. I think it's cute that Gibson wanted to read "The Little Red Hen Makes a Pizza." I wonder how many times you've read that book?

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  13. Ahhhhh that chick is so gorgeous - as is Gibson, What a lovely young man you have there!

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  14. I love all the pics! And I do enjoy trivia, would love to attend a Hank event but alas I'm too far away.

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