Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Oh to be a child again...

My parents and brothers worked out in the fields today and I was pleased that I was able to stay home and get some work done here!

I washed and dried a bunch of dishes and canning jars; made tomato soup and canned it; then made cottage cheese and 2 flavors of ice cream. I was beginning cutting up tomatoes for another batch of soup when I heard from my family that I may be alone for evening chores and decided to go get them done with while it was yet light out. Sally tolerated my singing pretty well this time as I squirt out her 3 gallons of healthy, raw cow's milk. Then I headed down to feed her calf, Laura her 1 1/2 bottles worth of nutrition. I had just begun milking the 6 goats when my family got home and the boys came out and threw hay and did the water for the animals.

We just now finished supper and family prayer, and various members of my family have gone to bed while others are talking on the phone; reading Muscle car books that came home from the library yesterday; one is installing Windows again on a laptop; and another is posting on a blog. :)

I received the following piece of humor/reality in my inbox the other day and, after editing it a bit, would like to share it with you now... Sometimes I do miss being a child, but at others times it's really nice to be an adult!

~Oh, to Be a Child Again ~

Decisions were made by saying "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in

Catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big
people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down would cause

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a

Ice cream was considered a basic food group. (Actually, we eat more ice cream now that we make it ourselves than we ever did before!)


Cora said...

Wait... It's odd to have two or three best friends as adults? ;-)

We eat more ice cream now, too. We weren't allowed to touch sugar when we were little.

Anonymous said...

Yeah to our wonderful home-made ice cream with no sugar. Perhaps you could share the recipie again.
Thanks for the poem--it almost made me eager to go back but I am perfectly happy where I am now.
Love you lots,