Saturday, September 3, 2011

Just Putzin' Around

Today I've declared a day of rest for myself. Well, mostly anyway. The heat index is supposed to be over 105 in our area today. I went out early to gather some basil, peppermint and fresh grass for the bunnies to entertain themselves with. Took semi frozen snacks to the chickens and put a frozen milk container of ice in their water bowl. It's been a wild ride this beginning of school. I decided not to add to the heat of the day with laundry and cooking, but just to putz around.
I'm not really good at it. I brought home a huge sack of books to read from our school book fair. If there are a couple of good ones, I can pull them and the librarian will get me book sets to use for reading groups. Well it's about three in the afternoon, and besides tending the beasts, I've read and napped. I'm kind of over it already. I feel like I needed it. Sort of some quiet reflection, and not running about like a chicken with head cut off as I've done for weeks on end it seems.
The temperature is supposed to drop into the 60's and 70's starting Monday-weird, but I'll happily take it over the temps today.

Thursday the kiddos came over and Bean and Pappy chopped corn to make a fine indian house.

I was excited to give baby Gideon his very own Sophie. Secretly I hoped to tempt him away from Mama with it. No deal.
Bean wanted to hold him while he was watching Davy Crockett for the 200th time, but Gideon, even in his coon skin cap, was not interested in Davy.
The fact that he cried mattered not to Missy Bugg she wanted her chance at holding him.
Well, there's more than one way to skin a cat.

Mostly he only cries when he's out of Mama's arms. Otherwise he is a happy, chortling, drooling boy.
I'm a tiniest bit sad, as I surely looked forward to lots of time in a rocking chair with him. I suppose I'm a little bit surprised as well. We'll keep working on him and loving him just the same.


  1. I had the same experience with my sixth grandchild. She wasn't happy if anyone other than her mom or dad tried to take her, but she reacted to me more violently than to others. (I think she liked men better.) It was a huge blow to my ego, but we worked through it, and she got better before she was a year old.

  2. Patience is never easy but I think Susan is right, he will come around and repay you with lots of hugs and kisses and smiles! What a darling he is.

  3. I know your love and patience will be rewarded.

  4. Thank you so much for your visit to my blog and your helpful suggestions. I was waiting to see if you would have some comments. P.S. Your latest post seems to have a problem. Blogger says it is not available.

  5. Shari, you are sure welcome. Bringing a non-reader around to a book lover is one of my greatest rewards in teaching.