One family's journey from the very urban to the very rural
Monday, January 7, 2013
fun days at home
Just some recent photos of the children.
The Littlest Miss, who, at 14 months, finally decided to start walking! My latest walker by far.
Here is Mister Four Year old celebrating his day of becoming Mister Five Year old. When pregnant with him, my due date was Christmas Eve. He ended up coming a few days sooner, but it is a challenge each year to make his birthday a special one that doesn't get all mixed up with the Christmas festivities.
His dad drew a rather hilarious pin the tail on the donkey game, drew and cut out tails, and helped them play. The kids loved it. Such simple fun for a birthday celebration.
Here some of the boys are having fun playing the new game that Grandma brought.
Our goofy 3 year old falls asleep in such funny places. He was sound asleep here, and left a drool puddle on the stair.
Our Mister 5 Year old is learning math in preschool now. We're using Rod & Staff arithmetic, the same book our 1st grader is in (preschooler in lesson 6, 1st grader in lesson 115 ;) ). I really enjoy what Rod & Staff curriculum we've used so far. We're going to dive into their English book next year for 2nd grade. Here Mr. 5 Yr old is showing me "5 minus 3" - five ducks were in the pond, then 3 went out onto the grass. I made the felt board (obviously :p ) and used the pattern given in the R&S math book to cut the ducks out.
Oh look! The funny 3 yr old has fallen asleep in another funny spot (a dining chair).
In November we celebrated another birthday- that of our now Mister Seven Year old! Time flies much too quickly... sigh.
We recently experienced a pretty severe windstorm for our area. We were without power for about 12 hours. A very educational 12 hours! We learned where our biggest holes in preparedness are (#1. Water). And just how quickly candles actually burn down! (Fast) We ended up doing research on alternative lighting- lamps, kerosene, lamp oil, candles, etc., only to come away feeling discouraged because everything is toxic and we'd really rather avoid breathing it. I read online about a study that showed women in Kenya, where most everyone's lighting is from kerosene, die more frequently from breathing related disorders than malaria due to the toxicity of kerosene.
Just hanging out there near the candlelit table, singing carols and reading books with the children, left me with a terrible headache. Something about those candles did not sit well with my being. It took 2 and a half days to go away!
Today we are enjoying a gorgeous winter wonderland. I think it may have snowed a foot during the past 24 hours. On top of what we already had! My husband helped out our neighbor today, who had gotten two vehicles stuck in the snow in their driveway. I have potatoes simmering on the stove for dinner. My teen son is out frolicking in the deep snow with the dog (and curious turkeys). We started up our homeschooling today after our 2 week Christmas break. Life is good on the homestead.
On another note, my mama has been hospitalized recently due to complications from her cancer. She is beginning a new round of chemotherapy tomorrow, with a brand new (to her) drug. We all hope and pray her body responds well to it.
I met my husband at a party in San Francisco in 2004. We were big city club and party kids. Vegetarians who had never milked a cow and rarely left city limits. Now we are farmers in North Idaho, one of the least populated areas of the country. I'm no longer a goth clubbing radical feminist party girl. I'm a happily married dusty farm chick living out in the incredibly beautiful countryside and thanking God for it every day. We're working hard at building up our new homestead and business, and growing deep our family's roots. We call our farm Rootsong.
My days are mostly filled with homeschooling, homekeeping, cow milking, cheesemaking, diaper washing, breastfeeding, laughing with my seven fantastic kids and homesteading with my best friend in the whole world, my husband. I have a passion for natural foods and natural birth, and living simply and joyfully.
A brief timeline:
I began this blog way back in early 2006. Husband and I lived on a postage stamp lot in the suburbs until the summer of 2011. We then packed up our family and moved to a 20 acre rental in the middle of nowhere north Idaho. I had never set foot in Idaho until stepping out of that moving truck. Nine months later, in April 2012, we were able to purchase our very own dream come true- a modest home on 10 acres of gorgeous rural land. We worked hard to make our (serious)fixer-upper livable, and moved in late June 2012. We've been working even harder, laughing and loving on this land ever since. I am in awe that I get to live this life.
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Beloved husband & I in our natural habitat: me breastfeeding, husband kid-holding.
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