Beginnings and Endings

This week was marked with many beginnings and endings for our family. Some I can explain and others I will let play out for awhile. While our family welcomed the addition of two baby chicks to our kitchen (yes, I might win awards for letting this happen AGAIN), we also said good-bye to our faithful chicken, Hailey.

From a urban chicken farmer stand point, this was bitter sweet. Though it is exciting to expand our flock, it was disappointing and disturbing to know Hailey was gone for really unknown reasons...endings.

As I type this I hear the soft chirping of the chicks in the background...new beginnings.

Even though I'm presented with mixed emotions, I understand there is a rhythm to life and this too is in all of God's plan. Now there are only 3 eggs to collect each day, but in time there will be 5.

From inside the little blue bungalow,
Katie Jean

Wordless Wednesday

From inside the little blue bungalow,
Katie Jean

Wordless Wednesday: A Little Home Improvement

It is amazing what a little paint can do...
From inside the little blue bungalow,
Katie Jean

Love Potion Number 9

I was a bit dismayed when Fiona bounded out of school last week and announced she wanted to make a "love potion". Excuse me, what...a love potion? Seriously, what was taught at school today to give her that idea.

My mind raced in a million directions, but I secretly know the idea probably stemmed right from the source, my daughter. After 5 years of parenting I reminded myself that the ideas of kids are often so, well...interesting.

When we arrived home she immediately asked for her Halloween candy stash. I watched in awe for nearly 15 minutes as she carefully unwrapped every piece and dump the candy into a Mason jar. But, when I watched her push her step stool next to the faucet and begin to pour hot water over the entire mass of candy I was taken a back. In nearly a few minutes all of the Halloween candy had dissolved into a brownish liquid, aka "love potion". She was thrilled.

It really was a beautiful thing. For months, I'd thought of ways to get rid of the Halloween candy instead of being consumed by my kids. In a stroke of clear 5 year old intelligence it was gone. Love Potion Number 9...

From inside the little blue bungalow,
Katie Jean