Mommy and Me Gymnastics: A good time was had by one

In an effort to be the perfect mommy, I signed us up for Mommy and Me Gymnastics through Longview Parks and Rec. I was picturing some idyllic mommy/son time, some somersaults, some laughs--what I failed to realize was that this is Logan we're talking about! The kid has more energy than a Jack Russell Terrier on a steady diet of Red Bull and cocaine. The first thing he did was run through the building, find the open bathroom door and put both hands in the toilet. He has mischief GPS, I swear. So once hands were clean, he tried to rip the lockers off the walls, opened the cleaning supply cuboard and hid under a table where I couldn't reach him. I'm getting used to the looks of bemused pity that other parents give me. I'm making Brian go with me next Saturday, if we tag-team we might be able to keep up with him. For someone so adorable, he sure wreaks a lot of havoc!

Growing Up

Here's Logan cruising around in his Jeep. Check out the vanity plate! He's looking more and more like Brian, I love it! Baby's first tattoo....He looks like a little sailor. His cousin put it on about 2 weeks ago and that thing is STILL there. I'm wondering if the daycare thinks it's permanent....

Keeping Busy

Logan and Mommy Here's the Tiramisu that I whipped up this afternoon to go with my (homemade) 3 -Cheese Roasted Garlic Ravioli that I made for lunch. This is what happens when I get a day off! It's ok to hate me a little.

Brian left for Montana on Friday morning, leaving me alone to tend to the Engkraf Farm. He won't be home until Sunday the 24th. This is the longest we've been apart since 2001!! Since he's been gone I've managed to accidentally kill the ducks. I let them play outside and they ran (waddled off) and haven't been seen since. Well, one has been seen, but he wasn't alive. :( I'm a duck-killer. I'm expecting PPS (Poultry Protective Services) to come to my door and demand the chickens any day now. On the plus side, I've kept all 4 chickens alive and have been faithfully watering the garden. I'm even thinking about painting the bathroom---we'll see how that goes...

Can We Build It? Yes We Can!

If you know anything about me, then you will probably know how I don't follow directions well and am generally un-handy. So, I needed a stool for Logan so he can get up to the sink to brush his teeth. I found the PERFECT Thomas the train stool and it was even 75% off at Fred Meyer---but it had to be put together. I couldn't wait for Brian to do it tomorrow, so I figured it was about time I put something together on my own. One hour, two extra pieces and only a few swear words later---I did it!! I'm sure it would not be a significant accomplishment to most people, but to directions-challenged me, it was a it was like solving a Rubik's cube. Go me!

A Murder Most Fowl

The Engkraf Farm has endured not one, but two poultry homicides this weekend. A neighbor caught a cat in the chicken coop and chased it off, but not before it savagely dismembered Mo. Brian had to come home to find a note from the neighbor and the bloody carnage. Saturday night our other favorite hen, Star, was abducted and is presumed dead. Brian wired a tarp over the chicken coop and hopefully it will hold. We are down to only 3 hens and an unwanted rooster. The perpetrator is still at large...

Just another day on the Engkraf Farm

The garden is starting to grow! We have strawberries, peas, potatoes and onions. Brian will be planting a bunch of other stuff soon. The chickens are now in their coop that Brian built. They have lots of space to roam and peck and hopefully in a few more months they'll earn their keep by producing eggs. It looks like we have may a rooster in the bunch, so we're not sure what we're going to do about that. If he's quiet and not aggressive, we'll keep him around and have chicks. If he harasses the hens and cock-a-doodles at 5:00 am, well...we might have some chicken soup. The ducks are growing every day (every hour it seems like). They are in the chickens old pen and will be ready to go outside soon. Grant seems to enjoy being a farm dog, but I suspect he'd rather be a lap dog.

Play-doh time!

I think he's part gorilla....Anyway, Logan got a bunch of Play-doh for his birthday and has lots of fun mixing the colors and making creations!

Is this kid handsome or what?!