Jeff the cat, provider of love, laughs, and teacher of empathy.

Jeff in his designated spot with his designated best human. Jeff is one of those accidental cats. He just kind of appeared on our little farm and decided we were his home. He was tiny, adorable, and the kids found him first... and named him Jeffery Albert Batman, Jeff for short. He wasn't going anywhere. … Continue reading Jeff the cat, provider of love, laughs, and teacher of empathy.

Our crap filled Saturday night: A humorous take on septic back-up. 

It was a long and busy Saturday with my little family.   My husband and I were spent and so were the rugrats.  I put together a gourmet dinner of leftovers and then tossed all three kids into the tub.    The kiddos were having a good time in the tub.  This included draining and … Continue reading Our crap filled Saturday night: A humorous take on septic back-up. 

This is why we can’t have nice things. 

There is a rule in my home regarding the pristine condition of, well, everything.  That rule is that nothing, absolutely nothing, will stay in any form of pristine condition.  Somewhere between all the farm critters, my husband's constant projects, 3 kids, and my own general clumsiness, pristine gets lost.  I have gathered a small body of … Continue reading This is why we can’t have nice things.