Too Gory For Facebook

Because inquiring minds want to know (you sick freaks).

Here is my toe. Or more descriptively, what is left of my toenail.

Simple story: I slipped on a wet bathroom floor and jammed my toe on the floor trim. It hurt, but not as much as you'd expect. I felt blood, looked down, and saw that my toenail had been torn out from it's roots. It's still attached at the tip, but is freestyling it in the rear. Haha, I have a mullet toenail: business in the front, party in the back.

It actually doesn't look too bad after I cleaned it up last night:

Cousin Kylie had painted my toes a couple weeks ago, so you can see where the cuticle line USED to be. Everything behind that line started yesterday beneath the protective coverings of my toe flesh. What you can't see is that the skin along the sides of my nail is pretty torn too. I think that's where all the blood came from.

Like I said, that picture was from last night. It's a bit more bruised and swollen today.

New Chicks On Our Block

We've taken the plunge into backyard egging. No eggs yet (to answer the age old question, it was indeed the chickens that came first).

Put the babies in a Rubbermaid with a heat lamp...reminds me of when I first brought my own babies home. In fact, that might actually be their first Rubbermaid crib. (come on, I'm joking)

4 little chickens. Names: Angel, Esmeralda, Sweetie-Pie, and Zebra

For anyone that cares, thats a golden sex-linked, a black sex-linked, a Rhode Island Red, and a Barred Rock

Oh, it never ceases to be thrilling

A Worst Nightmare

Thanks for the fake nails Santa Claus. Nothing makes me happier than my preschoolers looking like they belong on Jersey Shore

Oh they're Disney Princess nails? Well that's classy then.

Anyone care for a back scratch?

Goes well with the chocolate crumbs on the face

Do they smell?

A Fresh, New, Blogging Year

Happy 2010!

And welcome back to me from the longest blogging break to date. We have been super duper busy (and lazy too!) We just returned from a little vacation home to Alaska to visit the folks, and I was reminded several times by my father of how wonderful it is to be able to get update on the girls via the blog. Apparently not everyone has Facebook, huh Poppy?

I have a feeling that everyone that follows our blog already knows what we're up to. In case you need the summary:

Myah- successfully turned 5 and has started to read and write more proficiently. She also does everything else really really good.

Aevyn- recent accomplished a 3rd birthday. Loves her sister and tries to keep up with her on everything. She also has many skillz worth noting. Not that I'm going to note them right here, right now- you should just be aware that she has them.

Kyle- still in the Air Force, still deploying and coming home on a regular basis. He continues to pursue his running and recently did pretty good on his first half marathon. Not much else to report about this guy.

Shay- in nursing school now! A horrible blogger, but adequate mother and still trying to learn good gardening behaviors. 99.98% of my life is summed up in the phrase "in nursing school now..."

That is the brief summary of the past 6 or 7 months. I resolve to post pictures next time.

Summertime

We couldn't wait any longer, so we busted into one of our many watermelons.

We grabbed the biggest one, but apparently it wasn't quite ripe yet. Or maybe I'm growing those white-fleshed watermelons. not sure, either way

Tasted good though!

Even Brian's dog agreed

Dancing girl

She was so happy to be allowed out of the house with "make-up" on. Look at how pretty she is

The dance was at the Conference Center during the Environmental Expo. The "stage" was just a clearing between booths. It was crowded but it all worked out.
Here's Myah waiting to go on.

During their preformance. All the girls got a serious case of the GIGGLES!

Like I said it was the Environmental Expo, so there were snakes there. She was obsessed with holding the little snake, but then she would wimp out. We made it all the way back to the car and were buckling in, and she started begging "Please Mom, I really know I can do it if we just go back one time. I promise I'll do it!" So of course we went back and she was very brave and thought it was the coolest thing ever. Look at my snake handler, I'm so proud of her