Friday, June 20, 2014


Tonight I intercepted Tyler out of bed. He was sitting in the window sawing open the praying mantis case he found with a butter knife. He has been waiting for it to hatch since he found it on Tuesday and apparently it has been FOREVER. For the record, I don't see anything in it so maybe it was a dud? Already hatched? All I can say is that I am happy that I won't wake up to hundreds of baby praying manti creeping around in a jar. (Rachel, I am sorry you have to read this!) I sent him off to bed and went to check on Helicopter, the sick chicken. I have had bad chicken luck lately. This one may be egg-bound and I am trying to coax her along. I thought for sure she was a goner but she made it through the day and ate a little this afternoon. We'll see. So....when I came back in, I found Tyler, out of bed AGAIN, running around in his diaper with his string bean legs, chasing a moth with a 2 by 4. Seriously. What is up with my kids!? They are ridiculous. Thankfully no windows were broken, and he is miraculously asleep now.

In other news, I had a custom order from my Etsy shop and as it turns out, the lady is from Guam! I have realized in my interaction with her that this is what makes Etsy unique. The chance to 'talk' with customers and personalize the sale. It is pretty cool. The funny thing is, when she told me she lives in Guam, I wanted to ask her all about Guam and was she a native? Military? Other? What does it look like? What food do you eat? Because inquiring minds want to know. I decided not to be the crazy lady, though, and kept it mostly business. But seriously...Guam! I have a baby dress going to Guam. Gnarly, man.


Phillip and Rachel said...

I wigged out a little when I read the praying mantis situation. So gross.

Caitlin said...

Guam?! How fun! I love reading the countries in my google analytics stats. The internet...such a strange small world.

Terry and Linda said...

COOL!!! Now for more sales...and more sales!

Sorry about the sick chicken. After my last one died I said no more hens. I'm wishing for more, but know I'm rather glad I don't have to worry about them all the time. And with Misty and the kids moving I have no one who will help me with them if Terry and I want to take a small trip.