So, y’all… Jimmy was so sad that no one guessed his riddle!!
Why did the chicken cross the park? To get to the other SLIDE!!
We put all the entries in a container and picked a winner… Joe! So watch for your prize in the mail! Thanks for all your participation.
Here is some delicious Roo for all your enjoyment!
Getting into trouble!
I have never seen a baby being born. Before today. It was such a privilege to help my friend welcome her 8th baby, but first born at home, into the world. Something I will never forget. As many times as I’ve been through it myself, I thought I wouldn’t really like seeing a baby be born. Kinda yucky. Kinda messy. Kinda gross. Not. At. All. Totally wonderful. Totally amazing. Such a miracle. This mama, what an amazing woman. She made the birth look easy. Which I know it was not. And this little guy, absolutely adorable. Healthy and rosy. He was so peaceful and calm. May the Lord bless you and keep you, little one.
Why do I torment myself? Why do I give the kids opportunity to torment me? It’s all in the name of “school”. They must learn about vermicomposting and to do that we must visit a worm farm. A farm that raises my most feared
animal, insect, thing in the world. An irrational fear, but nonetheless… Seriously, it was very cool. Red wrigglers. African night crawlers. We got to watch Mr.C sift the compost in a huge tumbler. The kids were able to find little worm cocoons in the peat moss. Vermicompost is so valuable for growing healthy veggies. I consider it such a blessing to have such a neat farm nearby. Mr. and Mrs. C were so kind to show us all around their place. Their ducks, garden area, bees and more. The worms are raised in rubbermaid containers and fed everyday, just like a larger livestock animal. Lights are kept on at all times to encourage the little wrigglers to stay nestled down in their bedding. Their waste, the vermicompost, can be used to amend garden soil, or to make compost tea by brewing it in aerated water. So, I guess God created these little, wriggly things with a big purpose in mind.
She is so much more pale than me, you can tell she’s not a farm girl.
So the other day, in walks my friend, Ji Yeon and, be still my heart, she is carrying a container of bulgogi!! She is my new best friend. Seriously. And my kimchee from a year ago was still crunchy. Ahh, heaven. It’s a good thing you can’t smell this stuff. Your mouth would be watering. Totally.
Our resident engineer in training…