Thursday, March 3, 2016

JAMES TURNS 7

James started his birthday celebration with balloons and streamers, even in his sleep...
Cora picked out her very own gift for him this year (at her pleading). And new wrapping paper. And a bow. (She told me at bedtime, "Mama, don't forget the bow!", when I told her I was going to wrap his presents.) And she made him two cards (each with LOTS of hearts and 'I love you's).
When neither kid stirred the next morning, we scooped Cora out of bed to stand in the hallway and sing the birthday song to James' closed door. When even that didn't get him out of bed, we had to call him out with the promise of Cora's birthday present.
He hadn't noticed the balloons on his bed, so they had to go back to check those out before we could head out for the gift though.
That grin as she gave him her present!
And then it was time to rush to school! We sent a special snack (blue frosted sugar cookies and juice boxes) so his class could celebrate his birthday. When I picked him up at the end of the day, I told him we could go do anything he wanted and get any treat he wanted. He chose to go home and eat a cupcake, then play Minecraft with Cora on their Kindles. (They had just received their Kindles a few minutes before Gramma arrived, since there was some homework to do first.) 

Once daddy got home, he opened the rest of his family gifts. More Legos! from us, from Gramma, from Grambot and PawPaw, and from Uncle Davey and Auntie Taryn. He got a couple swimsuits and a cool octopus shirt (from Uncle Jamie), some board games (from us), some books and an activity book (from Gramma), and "That's Gross" science kit that both kids are excited to get to work on!
The one thing he specifically requested for his birthday was Minecraft Story Mode, and our failed attempt at purchasing the in-ap upgrade was saved by Uncle Davey and Auntie Taryn's Playstation version (thanks you guys!)
(He was so excited to get started reading these that he barely paid attention to anyone or anything else the rest of the evening...)
(Reading one of the Goosebumps books that we'd loaded to his Kindle to Gramma at dinner.)

His dinner choice? Fox's Pizza. To be followed by Bop's ice cream. Though he happily "settled" for Fox's complimentary birthday cookie pizza instead of ice cream. Especially since we gave him two slices...
Happy 7th Birthday James Henry!

HOLY HAIL!

Gramma arrived today! She texted us from the corner gas station at the same time we received a Code Red Weather Alert for "Severe Thunderstorm, Hail, Tornadic Signature, Tornadic Debris". I texted her back to hang up the pump and GET HERE NOW. I paced around the front yard pulling down bird feeders and tucking kid toys into the sunroom for a few minutes and as soon as her car entered the driveway, it hit. Wind whipped through the trees, rain poured down sideways, and hail started to pound the carport. 
She parked and we ran inside to watch from the window, phone in hand to listen for a tornado warning, in case we needed to retreat to the bathroom (the "safe zone" in our house, though James badly wants a storm shelter - and we're seriously looking into it!) The storm lasted 20 minutes, with just 5-10 minutes of intense hail. It was crazy. Every year here I think I've seen it all, and then something new comes through. The hail was anywhere from dime-sized to about half the size of a baseball. When we went back outside after the storm to check for damage, we found a single piece of hail that hadn't fully melted (even 20 minutes after the storm!) and was still quarter-sized. We saved it to show Jay. A local friend took the below picture from our Elementary school down the road, and it depicts the hail size and density of cover accurately. CRAZY. And while one tree snapped, we didn't sustain any roof damage and Jean's car made it under the carport just in the nick of time!

JAMES HENRY, SOMETHING SPECIAL AT 7

I told James today that 7 is my favorite number, and he just smiled his calm and knowing smile.
Our boy is growing up. He has very definite and defined opinions, personality quirks, likes and dislikes, thoughts and questions, interests, abilities, concerns and worries, preferences, talents and skills, things he knows, things he thinks he knows, and things he needs to work on. There is far too much that makes up James at this age to try to successfully put into words... 

The best of him? His love (what he gives, and what he gladly receives and always needs), his trust (he gets braver every year, and while we know some things are hard for him, he gives us the benefit of the doubt and is willing to try new things as long as we promise to help and stay by his side), his ability to forgive and always see the best in others (his friends, his sister, his parents - he is SO GOOD to all of us). His compassion (I'm so thankful he hasn't outgrown this - he has always been one of the most compassionate children I know). His intelligence and curiosity (don't ever doubt him for a second - he knows and understands more than you think he does, and if he doesn't, you can bet he'll ask around until he figures it out). His joy in the simple things (riding bikes with mama, wrestling with daddy, playing on the swing with Cora, just sitting and reading books - just ask him, and he'll tell you what he loves to do with each of us). He still needs (a lot of) help focusing and following directions, but honestly, if that's the worst he ever gets in trouble for at school?... We are working towards a solution for that anyway, as best as we can. 

He is 7, and he is growing up, but he is still little. He's in First Grade. Lower Elementary. He's young and has a lot to learn, and has a long way to go to mature, and that's ok. He is amazing in so many ways, and his (spiritual and intellectual) growth this year has impressed his father and I beyond expectation (and we expect a lot from our kids - perhaps too much, sometimes). He is bigger (48" tall and 53.5 lbs) and stronger. Yet he still has all his baby teeth (though as Gramma pointed out to us, his face is changing and his jaw is growing - those baby teeth have spaces between them for the first time ever). The years certainly don't slow down, but how can we complain when our son is growing into such an incredible person?

He is our beautiful boy, our day dreamer, our sweet and snuggly little guy. He is funny and witty and silly, and filled with a drive to discover his world. James makes each day brighter for the rest of us just by being present. He is truly a gift!

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

TO THE RESCUE

With both of our resident bat biologists out of the office today, I had the pleasure of rescuing this little thing (sorry, I didn't check gender) from the Casa Grande building and relocating it beneath a nearby bat roost. It was a little grumpy with me for moving it from the warm building to the shade outside... so very ferocious, eh?

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

16 TINY FEET AND A BUNCH OF CHEEPS

Jay's dream came true! Well, my dream too. And the kids...
I know, I know. It wasn't very nice to go pick up baby chickens and then drive through ChickFilA on the way home... We've been talking about getting chickens for at least a year (and I want guineas too, someday...) and when I tagged Jay in our vet's 'baby chicks for sale' post on Facebook the other day, he couldn't think of a reason why now wasn't a good time, so a few days later we were choosing our babies and bringing home 8 tiny chicks!
It was a surprise to the kids (we literally decided that morning, bought the essentials at lunch, and picked them up while the boys were at soccer practice) and to say they were thrilled is an understatement. They LOVE their babies and have already named some of them (names like Chickaletta - from Paw Patrol, Chester, Chatters, etc... perhaps they'll all have C names?...)
We kicked Maxine out of the sunroom (temporarily, and it's not freezing outside anymore, so she's ok, I promise!) and set the chicks up in Buster's dog crate (as extra protection, in case Maxine gets in or Buster comes barreling through). We added pine shavings and a cardboard wrap (to keep them from sneaking out between the bars while they're still itty-bitty, which we hear won't be too long, and also to keep them warmer), a floor heater and a heat lamp (which we've since lowered after these photos were taken - initial temperature is supposed to be 95 degrees for the first week, then drop by 5 degrees per week), and a feeder and a waterer.
We mostly left the chicks alone the first night (once they were settled in their new home, anyway), but since then the kids (especially Cora) will hold them for 10-15 minutes at a time, as often as we'll let her. Each kid has their favorites (luckily, not the same birds), so Jay and I make sure to cuddle/play with the others so everyone grows up friendly.
Whenever Cora holds this little one, it cheeps and cheeps and cheeps...
Actually, any chick she holds cheeps. And she talks right back to them.

So, what did we get, exactly? The vet wanted us to have a variety of chicken and egg types, for fun, so we got two Bantams (those are the ones with the feathery feet), one Wyandotte, and some Ameraucanas, Olive Eggers, and Easter Eggers. They all have color coded rubberbands on their ankles until we figure out who is who (because we're new at this and my birding skills do not extend to baby poultry).
The Mille Fleur d'Uccle is the most popular variety of Belgian Bearded d'Uccle Bantam. James calls this one Chester, and if it turns out to be a male, we likely won't part with it (though any other roosters will probably be re-homed elsewhere so we don't annoy our neighbors). If it's a hen, she will lay very small white eggs. (Quick note, we have added chickens to our family with 3 goals in mind: reducing the tick and chigger population in our yard when we let them roam free-range, reducing the number of farm-fresh and store bought eggs we need to purchase - we eat a lot of eggs in our family, and simply to enjoy them as pets. Bantams have the reputation of being friendly, so we're looking forward to having some feathered friends out in the coop.)
The Porcelain Dutch Bantam is James' second favorite chick. As long as it turns out to be a hen, it will be our smallest bird (and will lay tiny brown eggs, but not very often). It will grow to have a long tail, and a blueish beak and legs/feet (hidden beneath all those feathers). Both Bantam breeds tend to do better in warmer climates, so they're good Southern birds.
The Silver Laced Wyandotte is described as hardy and active, and a good layer (another brown egg producer). They are supposed to be easy for first-timers (they're docile, but do as well in confinement as they do free-range), so hopefully we can keep this one happy no matter what.
The Ameraucanas are a purebred chicken that lays blue eggs. The mixed breed chickens (the Olive Eggers and Easter Eggers) will lay green, blue, or even pink eggs. We should be able to tell them all apart easily once they're older (and also once we commit to memory which rubberband color belongs to which breed, before we take them off). Cora is currently obsessed with what she calls "her twins", which are identically colored chicks (grey and black) with blue rubberbands (our vet's designation for Amercaucana, since they lay blue - the Olive Eggers and Easter Eggers have green and purple rubberbands). All are prolific egg layers and considered robust, so they're a good starter breed too.
Our vet sent me this picture to help explain what the different breeds will lay:
Olive Egger eggs are in the front row (olive/brown and speckled), a regular (store bought) brown egg is in the center of the second row, a Mille Fleur d'Uccle egg is at the far right of the second row (tiny white), Ameraucanas eggs (blue) are on the third and fourth rows, and the rest of the fourth through sixth rows are Easter Egger eggs (blue, greenish, pinkish). (She also has Marans eggs shown here, which are dark red, on the third row back on the left and center.)

For the next month and a half or so, they'll live in the sunroom, safe and warm and growing (it's amazing how quickly they grow!) Before we know it though, they'll need to be outside with lots more space, so we've gotten started on their coop already. We'll be re-purposing our old A-frame swingset (inherited from the previous home owners and which has sat empty for years, ever since the wooden bench swings rotten apart) and a nesting box donated to us by the Martins last year (told ya we've been thinking about this for a long time!) We know we have a lot to learn, and we're grateful to know so many friends that raise chickens (so we can spread our questions around and not annoy any one person too much...), so feel free to shoot us advice as we go along - I'll likely post about the chickens and their coop every couple of weeks as we progress - wish us luck!

SUNSET SOCCER


Sunday, February 28, 2016

NEW PROJECTS

James spent his Sunday playing with some of his birthday gifts. He built a Minecraft Iron Gollum Lego set, put together multiple Snap Circuits projects (including a spinning and flying fan, and a Happy Birthday Song singing machine), and colored his Storm Trooper helmet (FYI, those specialty markers go right on through computer paper and forever stain your table, so triple layer something unimportant beneath them!) Thank you to the Hopkins, Kennedys, and Masons for the fun-filled day!

(P.S. Mama and Daddy were busy working on the puzzle Uncle Jamie sent for Christmas. It's a tough one and we have no clue how many weekends it will take us to finish, but we're trying!)

COOKIE MANIA

This was our first year as part of a Girl Scout Troop and I'll go ahead and call the cookie sales experience "extremely well organized chaos". Our Troop Leader and Cookie Leader are incredible, and they had a system for everything (taking orders, submitting orders, delivery and sorting, booth sales, and money collection - it was all done to perfection). It wasn't until we added the girls that things got a bit chaotic (at times! only at times!), but I'll hand it to them too, because for being (mostly) aged 5 through 10, they were fantastic and enthusiastic sales reps! Cora did her job well - she was brave and succinct and completely adorable. Nobody said no to her when she asked them "Hi, I'm Cora and I'm a Girl Scout. Would you like to buy some cookies?"

Delivery day looked like this:
Parents arrived as the last of the cases were unloaded from the semi truck and got to work sorting them into stacks for each girl/family (and we did them in order of sales volume, so the stacks with the most cookies were closest to the drop pile). The girls received their preorder incentive awards at this time too (Cora earned an apron, hair ties, a bandanna, and a t-shirt).

This is what Cora's stack looked like once I got it home and sorted by variety:
Obviously, our crowd prefers Thin Mints and Tagalongs...

Next up was sorting by order, for which we had many (Cora pre-sold a total of 211 actual boxes of cookies, not including the Cookies for Heroes or online orders). We waited until we put the kids to bed, then Jay helped me get everything organized. One set went into the wagon for neighborhood deliveries, one set went onto the counter for friends and running buddies, and another set went into the car to take to work for our coworkers (and their families!)
Once I got to my office, I had to resort everything (next year I'll know better and invest in a bag of large rubberbands to keep everything together in transit), then stack orders with sticky-notes showing how much each person owed (in case I wasn't in my office when they dropped by to pick up their cookies).
(That's not even all the orders... I had to spread them to two other shelves...)

Our Troop ordered a total of 540 cases (that's almost 6500 boxes of cookies...) in order to cover everyone's preorders and also have plenty set aside for booth sales. By agreeing to work at least two booth sales, Cora secured another 46 boxes to her preorder total. Due to soccer Saturdays, we signed up for the afternoon Sunday cookie booths, and were lucky to work with her buddy Cara Beth (as well as lots of other sweet girls). They took turns standing at the doors and directing buyers over to the booth, sorting cookies and restocking the table display, and exchanging money. They wore their matching aprons, they smiled, and they sold an incredible number of cookies (over 16 cases) on their first Sunday. Can you guess what Cora's favorite task was? (Other than exchanging money and hoping to be allowed to keep it... tough lesson, that first transaction was...) That's right - sorting cookies on the display table! The organization sang to her OCD heart.
(The girls earned almost $100 in donations and Cora also loved getting to stuff bills into the donation box. Like I said, people had a hard time saying no to these cuties, so most people that didn't want any would still give them a dollar for our Cookies for Heroes campaign.)
(At one point it started to sprinkle and one of the dads rescued us with his soccer sun tent. At which point the clouds went away. But we were prepared!)
(Lining up cookies on the display table - her favorite task!)

The following week, Jay took the kids around the neighborhood to deliver the cookies (and managed to get all but two houses on the first try!) - this sales event truly was a family effort!

Then it came down to one last sale (and very few cookies remaining!) A couple more hours of smiles and parading around in broken-down cookie case boxes, and we were done. There was less traffic for that sale, less cookies, and slightly less effort by the youngest girls, but they got it done. We sold our last few boxes as we loaded the empty display table and turned in our money.
All that's left to do now is turn in our money and thank the girls and our leaders for a successful season. I'm very proud of Cora for the work she put into this fundraiser and I think she learned (or at least practiced) a lot along the way (confidence, gratitude, perseverance, organization, politeness, and the value of money!) Thank you so much for helping Cora succeed this year! "We appreciate your help and we hope you enjoy your cookies!"