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Bob:
“Okay, so. Gravity has no hands. When you jump up, gravity pulls you down with no hands.”
“Please hold me up to the window so I can look out and see the frosting on the grass!”

Me:
“Honey can you please get the groceries and that dead hawk out of the trunk of the car?”

Maggie:
“NO!”
“Mommy!”
“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!!”

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In other news, we had friends over and ate one of St. Marie’s legs last night for supper.  I roasted her leg, using my mom’s recipe for lamb (marinated in dijon & soy, cooked on high to seal in the lovely, then slow roasted with beer and potatoes and veg… okay so my mom’s recipe never included the beer), steamed a beautiful purple cabbage and managed not to massacre my gravy.  She was great.

We have lots of work to do around here for fall prep.  Battening down the hatches on the goat hut is high priority.  Getting the mini-monster truck over to the neighbours barn for winter storage.  Getting my garlic in.  Getting the Exploder back on the road (in theory) and storing the Focus.  Sealing up all of the windows and the doors we don’t use.  Putting a new grate in the floor in Bob’s room so he has a chance of not actually freezing at night.  Taking our laying hens to a neighbours barn for winter care.  Getting the ground level and ready for the kids new swing set.  Covering the garden with straw.  Storing the chicken tractors.  There were projects that didn’t get done this summer that still need doing: fixing up the shed on the town apartment, re-hanging Bob’s exterior door, fixing the terrible living room water leak source, repairing the north east corner of our house that looks like it might just fall off.

I need several clones of Scott.  Or as I like to joke, my pick of our neighbour’s sons (six strapping Holland lads).  I have no use for a Cabana Boy, but a rugged young blonde thing with a fleet of farm machinery?  Gracious.

I am about 40 hours in on a Christmas present for the grandparents and great-grands and I think I am just about wrapped.  I decided to do that project before working on the shop GST and now there is nothing but numbers and excruciating boredom ahead of me.  Thankfully my mom will be home soon from Hawaii, and will help me out with the final details.

And no for the picture portion of our programme!

Bride and groom on Scott’s bike, shooting a scene for a movie in the driveway. Turned out to be the lone nice day amongst weeks of rain.

The kids all suited up to go do goat chores.

The goats out in the back pasture.

All I have to do is yell “GoatyGoatyGoatGoats!” and they all come running into their paddock.

Enjoying a little cuddle time with my kids.

Bob loves to dig a hole right now. Not a series of holes, he’s just been working on one big one in the empty garlic bed.

Cooking eggs in my favourite giant frying pan. The lighting in the picture does the eggs no justice, the yolks are a rich orange in real life.

“Oh how much is that chicken in the windooooww? Buck! Buck!”