Good morning! I decided to come
back this morning after all. Some days you can’t get rid of me, some days you
can.
I have decided that people who
think children can be stubborn have never had to deal with goats. Actually,
they have a lot in common. They are both cute when they are little. They both
have moments when they are incredibly stubborn. They both have moments when
they can be incredibly sweet. They both have hard heads but even if the goats
have been dehorned, the goats would still win in a head-butting contest.
Children do not produce milk so we put up with them only because we love them.
Goats produce milk so we put up with them.
I have also decided that it is
incredible how much difference five minutes can make in a day. Yesterday I got
up just before my alarm went off at 5:55. I got up, got dressed, got Amena a
lunch ready (and she told me that she’d be late next week on Tuesday and then
the following week on Monday [to follow the pattern of being late every six
days] and then never again; I told her that wasn’t a good idea—she said she was
joking; I told her she wasn’t funny), got ready to milk, milked, fed Kitty, and
then it was time to wake boys up at 6:30. This morning I decided to lay in bed
until 6:00. I got up, got dressed, got a lunch ready for Amena, got ready to
milk, Cedric and Seth were already up, milked, fed Kitty, went up to wake
Joseph up at 6:40. Clearly, getting up at 5:55 and being done with things at
6:30 is better than getting up at 6:00 and being done at 6:40.
Right now there are three boys
all ready to go at 7:30 and the bus hasn’t been arriving until 6:38ish. Cedric
is on his way down to the end of the driveway; Seth and Joseph are playing with
Kitty on the porch. Scooter is standing at the door looking like she wants out.
She always thinks she wants out and then decides that she wants right back in.
She thinks she needs to be wherever the people are so if they go out, she wants
to as well; if they go in, she goes back in. Kitty tries to play with Scooter
but Scooter can’t see so it doesn’t work very well. Kitty does successfully
ambush Scooter sometimes and it is absolutely hilarious to watch because
Scooter never has a clue as to what hits her.
Joseph just came running up the
driveway and into the house. Very out of breath he said, “Mom, did you feed the
cat?”
“Yes.”
“Okay,” very relieved, “Good.” I’m
pretty sure Cedric told him to check because Cedric said he wanted to feed
Kitty but then got busy doing other things. It’s part of the routine by now.
I am not going to bore you with
any of my opinions this morning but what do you think about the state of the
volcanoes in the world?
Have a great day!
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