Tilled garden and grades completed. What a day.

I’ve been sewing. Determined to make a sling for Pierce that will get me hands free again after he outgrew my tube sling, I found a pattern for a Mei Tai and went to work.

Hello, land of the living. Sling’s finished, and Pierce took a nap in it ten minutes after I tied him onto my back. Sweet success. An hour later, my back didn’t hurt yet. Sweeter still.

Remember the post about our neighbors? Blaine went over to meet the ones closest to us today. We want to put a fence along their fence line for the goats and wanted to make sure they didn’t mind, and Blaine wanted to ask if they would use their tractor to till our garden for a fee. Ten minutes later, they were pulling into the yard with their tractor. They refused payment. How awesome?! Planting sweet corn this year. :) I’m not sure why they’ve been so quiet for so long, but they were nothing but kind!

Eden Rayne is the second person in history to finish 2nd grade at A Big (little) Family Academy. Liberty has two weeks left. We’re winding down our school year. It’s a beautiful thing. On my list for April: painting the school room. I think they call this spring cleaning.

And… back to my sewing machine. Curtains for the bathroom, then I’m touching up paint and painting the vanity. New towels and shower curtain and rug are in my sights. I’m on a roll and loving it. Tired, but loving it.

Well, hello.

The neighbor from half a mile down the road pulled into the driveway as we were outside this afternoon to introduce himself and welcome us to the neighborhood.

We bought the place and moved in just shy of two years ago.

Friendly place.

In all fairness, we’ve certainly not experienced any unfriendliness. People just leave people alone, I’m thinking. Or at least, that’s what I’m calling it.

How rude.

Charlotte’s a little mimic. Her new word? “Rude.” It’ll break any tense moment when I’m scolding someone for being rude when her little one and a half year old voice pipes in and says “Rude!”.

Guess what we’ve been talking a lot about lately?

Paper Underwear?

We were given a set of encyclopedias on Sunday. The girls are in love with all the knowledge at their fingertips.

Today, Liberty was telling me of people who wear paper underwear held up with rubber bands to be modest.

She can’t remember what entry she was reading.

Charlotte got tipped over in the shopping cart on Saturday. Talk about a heart stopping moment. Charlotte was in the cart, Ruby stepped on the side, and over they went. I watched from the other side, diving for a falling cart that I couldn’t catch.

You’ll never guess what they landed in.

Lawn mower blades. A dozen or more lawn mower blades crashed to the concrete store floor all around poor Charlotte. Store employees came out of the woodwork at the sound of metal and concrete colliding – and my baby girl’s head. She escaped mostly unhurt except for a cut behind her ear that’s healing well already.

Ruby jumped out of the way. She learned firsthand why we tell her not to climb onto the side of the cart.

No one told us we had well behaved children in that store.

The case of the runaway eyebrow curler.

I was doing my makeup when Sterling asked if he could use my eyebrow curler. I handed it to him, explaining the difference between eyelashes and eyebrows. He nodded, smiled, and went on to attempt to curl his eyelashes.

Next thing I know, he had the curler, handle side down, opening and closing it and saying it was a thief “running as fast as it could away from the imaginary cops.”

That, my friends, perfectly encapsulates the difference between a boy and a girl. It’s the case of the runaway eyebrow curler.

Sounds from the kitchen.

Sterling is saying “Hi Poopy Alexandra” over and over again to Ruby.

I have to say, when we named Ruby I’d feared the rhyming nicknames, but that’s not the name I was fearing.

Oh dear.