Singing at the table

Jillian tells the children that if they sing at the table they'll marry a crazy person. Chayce responded to the most recent telling with "so what songs did you sing at the table when you were little, momma?"

Apparently, Jillian married a crazy person. Now we'll watch to see whether Chayce avoids or replicates the songs her mother sang at the table when she was little to see whether Chayce likes my flavor of crazy or not.

Daddy can't take care of himself

Jillian went to the zoo this week and started following the gps directions to 'home' which is still set to Durham NC. Upon realizing this, she joked with the children they'd have to find a new place to live. Zachary responded "but who will feed dad, and who will clean up all the messes." Jillian had a hard time convincing him that I could feed myself and that the messes did not exist in the BZCP years (before Zachary, Chayce, and Payge).

Grandpa milk

Payge has decided she will only drink milk from grandpa's farm. After confirming the milk she was offered was from the appropriate source, she improvised the following ode (sung to Motzarts tune often used for the ABC's or twinkle, twinkle, little star):

Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa milk
Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, milk

Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, milk
Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, milk

Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, milkGrandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, milk

Tueller Family Reunion

The view of the lake at night.  Sigh.  So pretty.

Bed-head!  Payge had just woke up.

The kids and their cousins.

Us!  But the wind was blowing right then, so it was hard to focus.

Running at Bloomington lake.

The pond before the lake at Bloomington.

View on our hike.

Hiking, hiking...

The snow at Bloomington lake never melts.  Permafrost.  But, it's not cold outside, hence, our t-shirts.

(Other) Precious Cargo

It's been a while since we've had raw milk....Jillian decided we had to protect the white gold from my parent's farm.

The beds

We found the camera and will catch up on pictures. Here are the beds Jillian made for the girls:

And here are their beautiful occupants, sleeping.

Oh, Yeah....We are here, just sort of busy.

And the camera is missing, so if you've seen it, give us a jingle would you?

As an update, we love the home we are renting.  It has beautiful landscaped flower gardens, space for a veggie garden (which we've already planted with tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, garlic, onions, potatoes and basil.)  There is a raspberry patch, strawberry patch, and gooseberry patch, all of which are either in bloom, or we've harvested since being here.  There are grape vines with teeny-tiny grapes on them, and we are just waiting to see what happens.  There is also a very happy and productive apple tree, and a few smaller fruit trees that probably won't produce this year.

We've found a great CSA that allows us to get completely local produce, including canning quantities of beans, tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, etc.  This is a big deal because our little garden isn't that huge here.

I spent the first three days building beds for the girls so they'd have wooden beds (yes, built, not bought and put together), and I love them.  I have great photos of them...on the camera...which is somewhere.

We've been to both Rexburg and Geneva, ID once to visit both sets of grandparents AND both sets have visited us at least once already (a much higher average than we had in NC!). 

We L-O-V-E our new neighbors.  The neighborhood is so peaceful and quiet that the children are able to run back and forth to each others' homes to play.  My kids are rarely inside, which I love.  Yesterday, as the neighbors decided to irrigate their lawn (they flood them rather than use sprinklers, each family gets a turn), the kids spent the day outside eating Otter pops and splashing in the grass.  In the first two days of being here, we'd met them all because they came to us and introduced themselves and brought either cookies or bread.  That being said, I can't wait til Christmas around here, and I'm grateful I'm gestating then and not watching my weight...hee hee!  Plus, I look forward to repaying all the kindness with some traditional cookies from the Tueller home.

There's more, but I have much to do.  Like find the camera.