Love from your little brother

“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.”

My son was watching Winnie the Pooh and I heard this come wafting in from the living room.. Shortly followed by his voice yelling, "Alway be wit you sissa". My little man stood below our mantel blowing kisses to his big sister's picture that sits next to her ashes.

He knows that "sissa" is gone, and seems to know that she's still somewhere. He occasionally sees a school bus and screams out "SISSA HOME MAMA!". It breaks my heart that's he's holding out hope that she'll be home soon, but warms it too that he still remembers her. I hope as he gets older he continues to remember her and tells their little brother about her.

FIRST EGG!!

Well it's the 2nd egg I've found today but the first one was crushed on the porch.. (I think Betty laid on the porch and the dog found it.) Here is a pic!!


Xan is very, very, very proud of his Tickens.. He carried the egg around the house for a good long while then decided that it was time to "make it!" So I made him a fresh scrambled egg with ketchup on the side...

Yay!! We officially don't have to buy eggs anymore!! YIPPIE!!!

Ok, fess up someone didn't tell that rabbit shit was soooooo bad.. Picture this is you will.. 10pm slowly heading to bed. Frantic knocking at the front door.. WTF?! Look out the window and there is a very upset looking man I've never met on the porch. He quickly introduces himself,

"Hi!-I'm-your-backyard-neighbor-(insert name I can't recall)-your-yard-is-on-fire!"

Me: Say what?!

We take off running around that house while I yell at mitch, "YARD!! FIRE!! UGH!!"

Get to the back yard and sure enough flames.. To make the whole thing even worse, it's the compost bins on fire..........and!! And!! Our firewood pile has started to catch.. I run around the yard in the dark trying to find a hose... Neighbor and I both start putting it out and laughing over it..

Apparently this is what I get for cleaning the rabbit hutch on a 90 degree day, and not stirring or adding water. UGH.

Moral of the story... Hay + Rabbit shit + 90 degree weather = SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION!! Oy!! Pics to be added later..

Babies and Bunnies... Nough said..

A whole year.

So it's now been a full year since we lost Molly. I've spent most of the day in a shock. One year.. It's been a whole year since I last got to touch her, a whole year since I had to measure out morphine in a tiny syringe, meticulously meter a feeding pump, or insert a catheter. It just doesn't seem real. Yet here I am. Living on, when I think I shouldn't be. No one should ever out live their child. It has gotten easier to get on with my days, it's been a terrible year and good too. To many deaths, mistakes, emergencies, personal crisis, and injury etc. So here's to a new beginning.. The start of another year without my daughter. May this year be happy, easy, and smooth. I need the break.

Molly watch over Mommy, she needs your strength, and I miss you terribly!!!

OXOXOX,
Mama

The girls have names.

Meet Ears....



And Egg..



Leave it to my DS to name them this.. At least they aren't named after Monsters inc. characters like our chickens are. Oy

My ass hurts!! And some cuteness.

So this morning I was all pumped. I was out in the yard at 7am baby monitor in hand, ready to tackle the large pile of dirt that I had delivered on Monday. So in and out I go for about a 1/2 hour.. DH is ready to leave for work so I walk him out.. 2 steps down the fucking wheel chair ramp and my ankles are up around my neck.... Oh Joy. Observe... You can actually see the skid marks that my crocs left on the frosty wood.. And if you look close you can see my ass print at the bottom of the ramp.. GOOD MORNING PORTLAND!

But on the cute, fuzzy, and lighter side. I got my babies yesterday. These 2 girls are 50/50 German French angora bunnies.. For all you spinning and knitting mamas can you say Yum?! Come on say is with me, MMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMM GOOOOOOD!!

These precious little girls need names too ladies sooooo.. Let the namin fly.. Their daddy's name is Keppler and Mama's name is CW.