“Sweetie, you need to close the garden gate so Angel won’t go in and roll on the vegetables.” (Angel, our crazy springer spaniel, loves to roll on green beans and other vines.)
She responds so seriously, “Why don’t you post a ‘No dogs in the garden’ sign mom.”
To which I held my chuckles inside and said, “Dogs can’t read, so you need to be responsible and shut the gate.” “OK mom. I will.”
Sweet 4-year-old logic at its best!
Happy day to y’all!
I grew up on a dairy farm in Idaho, though I never had to do any hard work. I got to play which is great when you are a kid! We left the farm though when I was still young so even though I played in cow poo and mud, I still had a problem with snakes and spiders.
We are now living in my dream home on 7 plus acres and I feel restful. Happy. Fulfilled!
This morning as I was preparing second breakfasts for my daughter while she put on all of her “Goojelery”, and there was a spider see.
I quickly grabbed a black rubber boot in a quiet freak out mode of, “ew! ew! ew!” and killed that sucker! Then I threw it in the toilet, flushed it smiling a fretful smile of victory as I walked briskly to get my phone.
I texted my Dear Husband and asked what kind of spider it was!
He wrote back, “Was it fuzzy or glossy?”
WHAaaaaaTTTT??? A SPIDER! DON’T YOU READ ME??? I wrote back.
“Haha.” said he.
“Glossy probably Black Widow. Fuzzy means probably jumping spider.”
All I know is Spiders in my house with black furry or glossy bodies are not going to make it!
Spider: 0 Country Girl: 1
And that is all about it.
As I was pondering the state of our home, (Messy!) indisposed and praying that the Lord would give me a great present of selling our home. We missed a phone call regarding a showing for the house. We then received a call from our Realtor saying that they were in the neighborhood and wanted to view the home for a second time. I opened the door after the first ring and pleasantly whilst holding our delightful dog asked if they could give us a few minutes. 🙂 So God, having a sense of humor as he does, whether we sell our home or not, He is in charge and we had a house viewing while dinner was on the stove dirty dinner prep dishes were shoved under the sink. Tea was spilled on the stairs. Words were spoken in haste. Clothes were shoved in drawers. Toilet lids hastily slammed. Dog placed in the back yard. “Surprise birthday celebrations” covered with a tigger towel on the dining room table! HAHA. Now a quick dinner and life goes on. God is in control. God cares about every detail and He loves us! YAY