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Ella and the chicks

15 Years of Wedded Bliss and a Dead Chick

The cool morning turned hot and the kids ran in what seemed like circles  pummeling questions at me not allowing time for my answers before they fired off the next one.  We were trying to get out of the house for 24 hours to celebrate 15 years of marriage with a little quiet and togetherness.  Grammy and Grandpa were in town and Carla our awesome babysitter was also on duty.  I am always anxious before leaving the house.  Even if we are just going to dinner, it is always so hard for me to leave.  Darren always reassures me that they will survive without us and that our caretakers are completely competent.  I know all these things, but leaving on any level gives me anxiety.  I don’t even like leaving the animals so the three kids are tough for me.  Continue reading

Another Rainbow on Kauai

A Family in Paradise: The Good the Bad and the Puker

Today, the wind whips to challenge the palm trees to remain vertical. The waves come in short ferocious sets each one trying to out do the next with the size of their salty spray as they slam into the small cliffs in our temporary backyard.  We have the sliding doors wide open as the rain is only light right now.  The southern tip of Kauai is just about to come into play on the radar for Tropical Storm Ana.  We watch the force of the waves and wait with anticipation for more wind and rain.  Darren has been fighting a high fever through the night thanks to the some annoying virus we have so graciously shared with one another.  Our last few days in Paradise have been rather real life to say the least. Continue reading

Garden on the The Big Island, Hawaii

Mice Not Nice: The Big Island

  “There was a mouse!  It ran from the kitchen over there, ” Liam said as we were unloading luggage and groceries into our little bungalow for the second part of our adventure on the The Big Island.  “No way,” I said in total disbelief.  And really I did not believe him until I saw several others over the next 24 hours with my own eyes.    Continue reading

Thankful for Chickens

Thankful for Chickens

Susan’s bathing suited butt went screaming down the driveway with a rooster taking flight behind her.  Her speed was impressive.  Honestly, I didn’t know she had it in her.  My 11-year-old sinister sister-self did not really feel badly for my sister.  I was more worried about the tale that she would tell at the dinner table that would more securely seal the fate of my rooster, Charlie.  He was an innocent and I was his protector.  No matter how much I reasoned with him and his brother they continued to chase and scare the family, guests, everyone – except for me. Continue reading

Trail Sign

Multitasking

Spring skies unleashed with decisiveness, pelting the earth with rain and hail.  Spring turned to summer and it hailed again.  Somehow our garden has survived.

Hail and Lightning Summer 2014

Some crazy lightening

We are in the heart of summer when the priorities are swimming, hiking, impromptu barbecues and less routine. We are settling in to our new space physically and mentally.  There are STILL boxes and blank walls and rooms in transition.  If I let it, it could send me over the edge, but I don’t care (mostly).  I am happy with the prospect of our life in this house and thoroughly enjoying the now.  For the first time ever in our 20 years of togetherness, Darren and I are in sync about a house and know that we will be here for a long time.    We are spending our days in the yard.  We are constantly weeding what feels like Jurassic Park and we play with the chickens.

Swimteam 2014

Ella getting ready to launch

Spring Chickens

Ella and Hatchy

Juliet and Charlotte (the baby hawk)

Juliet and Charlotte (the baby hawk)

Chicks being Chicks

Chicks being Chicks

Wisteria Blooming

Wisteria Blooming

Ella helped me plan and plant the garden this year.  She dug in, suggesting veggies and herbs that she wanted and liked.  We took trips to the nursery together and she stuck out the majority of the project.  In past years both girls start out enthusiastic and dessert me at some point in the process for friends or play.  This year was different for Ella and it connected us like nothing else has in a long time.  We are always connected by the fact that she needs me. For the first time in a while,  I feel her happiness in just being with me in the garden.  It feels good.

Liam in our tomato patch

Liam in our tomato patch

Darren has been working a lot.   He is putting in his time so we can take off on a road trip at the end of the month.  Yesterday, he had off for the holiday and we got out of dodge for a bit and escaped up the Poudre Canyon for a family hike.  We rejected the 75 requests to invite a friend or meet up with a friends and got away alone as a unit – just for a few hours.

Liam hiked like a big kid for the first time.  I carried the empty kid carrier on my back and resisted the urge to hurry him along as he bent over every few feet to pick up a “golden rock”  or observe one of the hundreds of little butterflies that were out and about.  We didn’t make it very far.  Darren and I exchanged knowing looks that communicated what we were both thinking.  What happened to our days of power hiking?  Isn’t it funny that we are here together almost 20 years later together and we are responsible for these three little lives?  They are so painfully slow.

Trail Sign

Hitting the trail

Liam found the perfect hiking stick

Liam found the perfect hiking stick

Hikign 4th of July

Lots of drama ensued after Liam fell backward off a little footbridge into an icy cold stream completely drenching himself.  We made our way back as the storm clouds thickened and hoped our night of fireworks would not be wiped out by the weather.

Drying out

Drying out

Hiking into the clouds

Hiking into the clouds

We lucked out.

Kelsey and Liam

Kelsey and Liam waiting on the show (and smooching)

Fireworks

It was Liam’s “favorite”

As I sat watched the short, beautiful display, I was thankful.  I was thankful for freedom and family and friends.  I was thankful for the now and my place in this world.  I delighted in Liam’s shrieks, “That one was my favorite! That one was so awesome! ”  He did not stop shouting about how cool it was the whole time and Darren and I looked at each other and smiled.

Juliet and her bestie, Charlie brightened up my afternoon with a little lunchtime theater.  Charlie is always the lead, Jules is content to be the back up and Ella is the director, very at home behind the scenes delivering orders to her younger counterparts.  Liam is still trying to find his place in this game.  He hasn’t figured out his role yet, but he will.

Juliet and Charlie - backyard theater

Juliet and Charlie – backyard theater

Summer takes my job to the maximum and I am savoring it. I am a dictator, a democratic leader and a peacekeeper.  I am a housekeeper, a cook and a chauffeur.  I am a teacher, a coach and cheerleader.  I am a personal shopper, a financier and a vacation planner.  I am friend, an enemy and a negotiator.  And, after 5 PM, I might be savoring our summer moments with a Moscow Mule or a glass of wine in my hand because we all need a little help multitasking.

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