oh ryan...

via

i don't think i'll ever be sick of these.

seriously.

just thought i'd share.  go to the site , there are so many more!

blessings,

mandy

chickens and poop. but not chicken poop...

well,

meet the newest members of our family.

we have Dagger,

Hamburger,

Bear Grylls,

Fluffy

and Spring



little adorable chickies that will soon be ugly annoying hens.

but i'm all for free eggs!

and the kids are trying to kill them off quickly...

love the heck out of them.

changing subjects,

i've had a few emails asking how i'm feeling on the gluten free thing.

you all know i'm honest.

and that's where the poop part comes into my post.

that's how i feel.

not better,

not more energetic.

i haven't lost even an ounce.

i'm craving sugar one minute, and the next i feel like i might throw up.

i wake up with bad headaches.

i feel exhausted and sluggish all day long.

i would describe it best as feeling pregnant.

and no, i am not.

i'm counting on this just being a detoxing phase, and that i will see a big turn around very soon.

but for now?

totally sucks.

my husband has been off  gluten the same amount of time, and has not had any bad side effects.

totally mean of him.

i hope to make the next update a happy one!

blessings,,

  mandy

like most days...

i have laundry to do.

but i can see the bottom of the pile

{what? you don't find maxi pads, a cheerio encrusted spoon, magazine pull outs, hot wheels, baby dolls, travel tooth paste, a flute holder thingy and super man gear at the bottom of your baskets? what's wrong with you?!}

2 cups down.  still sluggish.

like most other day ,this little one is very proud at his reading skills.

he said "mom, do you remember in the beginning when i was just learning words like am?"

to which the three year old replies "like in ammo?"

oh ya, teaching them great things we are;)

 {last night, #3 said "is it like your voice box forgot it's job?" in reference to laryngitis.}

unfortunately, when you do manage to get to the bottom of the laundry pile, the worst is yet to come.

there's a chair somewhere under there. it may be MIA for a few days. {like most other days}

like most other days,
 this has already been administered once.
and threatened twice.
i'm great at threats.
it was either become a mom or a hostage holder.
but i'm pretty much a push over, so mom it was.

like most other days,
cuddles with giraffey.

not like most other days...

ugly carrot muffins for my breakfast.

while not pretty, they were pretty tasty.

no dairy, rice flour and farva bean flour!

 

i love that the monkeys {especially the oldest, like most other days, ask for tea.  he usually drinks a few cuppas daily!}

once again, scary looking, but yummy!  kale chips!

like most other days,

  these babies will be brought down at least once.
notice the one on it's side?
ya, it no longer has a stand from being dropped repeatedly.

like most other days,

i'll also see this bear grylls pocket knife at least 20 more times.

we're only at three so far.

like most other days,
  this darling impresses/scares me  with her wardrobe selections.
always fun to see what she comes up with.

 and i don't want my kids to look back on this blog one day and think i hated their pets{because that's only kind of sort of, 90 % true}, so here

like most other days
my plans for tonight include a little reading and a movie.
we're working through north and south. if you love bbc productions, or anything like jane austen, give the elizabeth gaskell ones a go.
so grateful i have a hubby that likes my chick flicks.
it's a fair trade.  i love john wayne and shoot em up movies too.

also like most other days,
i am totally blessed...

blessings,
mandy