This year, I was introduced to a new blog by a friend of mine. The blog is called Blessings Multiplied. The post that was brought to my attention is the Blessing Lives Everyday with Special Surprises (B.L.E.S.S.): 25 Days of Christmas Blessing (Update). I thought this was a perfect way to get my kids involved in helping the community and helping others. This is something that I really want them to learn. I feel it is important to the Mission and spreading the Word about Jesus by giving to and helping others.
I don’t feel that you need to be a millionaire. People who have very little can be very helpful. I struggle daily, weekly, monthly. But I give a lot. I have had others give to me and I know that it is my due to do the same.
This Christmas season, we are going to do this. Our list will vary some from the list that the blogger provides because I will tailor it to fit our family. And we won’t have a lot of money to spend on an activity like this, so I will need to be creative.
If you follow the link to the blog above, you can print off your own list and labels to use. I have downloaded them to my computer. I think this evening will be a good time for me to start coming up with our list.
We have four days until we start this. I am excited about it!
I took this photo last year, looking out on my porch, over my sister-on-law’s house. I love the way that the sun is shining on the trees further out, as if to emphasize the light that is hiding behind the darkness.
A rainbow always makes me think of God and His promises. How He is true to his Word. Always. He is incapable of lying. I always stop and thank Him when I see this beautiful arc of colors stretching across the sky.
Not only are rainbows reminders of His promise, but they are also reminders of life. You can be sitting in the darkness of your life and look out to see that sunshine just out of reach. But the colors of the rainbow, sparkling in the mist, is not drawing a line separating us from that Light. It is the path to lead us to it. When we follow His Promises and His Word, we will be led to the Light. Then all of your problems seem so small in comparison.
Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering, (for he is faithful that promised;)
As the title of my blog hints, we have ducks and chickens. This is a fairly new adventure for us. I grew up on a small farm and we raised a few different types of animals.
Hubby and I feel like we should be prepared to have to live off of the land and our own if we must. There are many different reasons why we believe this that I will not go into here. As part of my preparedness, I decided we need to raise our own chickens and have our own eggs.
I feel this not only to be prepared, but I am also sick of giving my money to the big food corporations that are mistreating animals and pumping our foods with poisons. But, that is also something I will not go into now.
I searched around a bit to see what breeds we wanted to raise. I am always the type to do different than what everyone else does. So I did not want any White Leghorns or Rhode Island Reds. The local farm that I found, The Bradley Farm, had the perfect breeds for me.
I really wanted a Salmon Faverolles. The Bradley Farm sold those, along with some other heritage breeds. Orpingtons were on my list of a breed to have because of their tendency to be mild natured and great with kids. But since I like the rare, I wanted the Lavendar Orpingtons.
Our first trip to the farm we brought four chicks home. I got two Salmon Faverolles, a Dorking and an Exchequer Leghorn. In the picture above, the only one that you can tell apart is the Dorking. The rest are yellow chicks.
We decided that we needed a few more, and Hubby wanted a duck. Our second trip brought home two Lavendar Orpingtons and a Khaki Campbell duckling. We did end up adding two Americaunas but they both turned out to be roosters and I got rid of them. You may see them in some photos.
We kept all of them in a dog kennel that we modified to use for the chickens. Hubby drilled holes in the side so that we were able to slide a pole through and hang the heat lamp from the top. The kennel was large enough that the chicks could get out of the heat if they needed. We kept them in our house until they were fully feathered.
Moving them into their coop was nerve-wracking for me. I spent I don’t even know how many nights sleeping with the bedroom window open so I could hear if something happened.
The cats were very curious about those feather-skipping aliens that entered into their territory. But, they took advantage of the heat lamp. In the picture, there are 3 cats sleeping on top of the chick pen. The one on the end, Jerry, is our chicken watcher. He actually sits with them in the backyard and just hangs out with them. We’ve watched him, and one other of our cats, Feisty, round up the chickens and send them into the backyard when they show up out front.
Today, five months after our first chick purchase, we are up to 13 chicks/pullets/hens/roosters and three ducks; a hen, a duckling and a mallard. We have one large egg that is layed every morning. Since the hen has started laying, we have only skipped about a week and a half. Another hen started laying and they are quite small eggs. This hen started out every other evening, and has now worked into almost every night.
I have many more stories to share, and photos as well. But I really should save some for future posts. Make sure you stick around so you can meet all of our feathered family members!
The is Hubby’s little guy. But this is back in June. Fond memories of him running through the puddles that the kids had made with their sprinkler. Waddling and splashing around playing with the kids. He was such a cute baby!
Hosting this on my blog Klucky Kitty Creations. Take a moment to check it out please. Pray over it. Thank you!
This year, Klucky Kitty Creations is sponsoring a family for Christmas. I am very excited about it! I enjoy the giving part of my creations so much! But this year, I’ve decided to allow others to help, so I can really bless a family for Christmas this year that is in need of a blessing.
Before I introduce my family for this Christmas, I would like to explain how this will work. I have a list of items that the family likes and a list of a few things that they are in need of. I am opening this up to the public, asking for donations.
Donations can happen several ways.
- Send money donations through Paypal to email address email@example.com and MAKE SURE TO LABEL IT: MORGANSTERN FAMILY, 100% of the donations will be sent to the family
- If you would like to send a gift card, email me…
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Yesterday afternoon, the kids and I tried our Nutribullet. We had bought fresh veggies and fruits to use. We picked out a lot of the same as we chose for when we juice.
Into the bullet went one stalk of kale, one carrot, blackberries, raspberries and half an orange. We filled the cup with water to the line. We put the cup on the bullet and voila! we’re extracting! The first try told us that we needed to extract more, the chunks were unpleasant. It was also quite bitter. I added the other half of the orange, hoping to sweeten it up. grrrrrrr Back to my lips, and still chunky and a little sweeter.
I knew this wasn’t going to work, for me, or the kids. We poured out just a little bit down the sink. Just enough room to put in a tomato. This time, I let it extract for a while.
The mixture was almost to a flavor where I could stand to drink it, but I think it needed one more tomato.
By this time though, my lips are tingling and feeling funny. Oh great, I wonder which one it was now. More than likely the kale, since spinach does that. But who knows.
The kids wouldn’t touch it after their first tiny tiny sip, so I dumped it. Ugh……organic fruits and veggies, down the drain.
I decided the next time I use it, I’m only using the fruits. Maybe the carrots also. But no greens! That was just not good. I prefer drinking it from the juicer really.
I was too busy this week getting ready for Thanksgiving, (which is today so Happy Thanksgiving!), to call the dr and make myself an appointment. I really need to see an allergist though. *sigh*
In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
1 Thessalonians 5:18
15And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body; and be ye thankful.
16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.
17 And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, [do] all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.
One of the joys of homeschooling, is field trips. We love to take field trips! We had the opportunity today to go to Pioneer Farm Museum and Ohop Indian Village, in Eatonville, Washington.
When I was a child, I vaguely remember coming here for field trips. I think 2 or 3. I loved it then!
Jack, the farm horse, welcomed us at the start of our tour. I went and gave Jack a nuzzle and he licked my hand! Never had a horse do that before. 🙂
Our first stop on our tour was the cabin where the Pioneers lived. The cabin we went into was much larger than the real ones, so that they could fit groups of people in there for tours. Because of the lack of windows, it was quite dark inside. The crackling fired burning in the fireplace kept it warm inside.
Our tour guide was a very nice lady. She showed the kids how to do everything along with teaching them the hows and whys. She explained things very well to the kids and I enjoyed listening to her! Inside the cabin, the kids got to learn many different things. Laundry, mashing corn for cornbread, milling wheat for flour, playing with children’s toys, making butter, grinding coffee, making your own yarn for wool, and the young men got to learn about shaving. The kids also learned about discipline and the chores that children had.
After we were all done in the cabin, we walked out to the barn/smith/workshop. Inside the barn we were introduced to T-Bone the calf, a milking cow named Betsy, a sheep named Cocoa, a goat that no one now can remember her name, a funny little pig donned Bacon Bits, one brown bunny who goes by the name of Stu and a few chickens. The kids were able to go in all of the pens and pet the animals. I visited Cocoa and Bacon Bits. I so miss my sheep and pigs.
Cocoa and the sweet smell of her lanolin flooded me with memories. Bacon Bits and her pig nose was something I had a hard time leaving! (A little secret about me. I love pigs and their noses. Have you ever felt one? I love to just squeeze them and play with them. I call it Pig Nose.) The smell of the barn and the animals was exhilarating. I inhaled deeply. One child said,
“It stinks in here.”
I looked at her and said,
“I think it smells good!”
Unfortunately, my camera battery was dying, so I was unable to get photos of the animals because my flash took too much power.
After the barn, we traveled to the blacksmith forge. The kids were taught the safety and knowledge that you can cram into about a 10 minutes
spiel. We then walked over to the wood shop and was taught how to peel bark off of logs and small rounds of branches for making a cabin. After the talks the kids were able to go and play around in these areas.
While we were listening here, I took a moment to look up into the trees. There was rain drops glistening in the sunlight, hanging and dancing, glorifying in the warmth that He gave them. This grabbed my soul and I thought,
Lord, that is beautiful. Thank you for allowing me this glimpse of glistening and sparkling magic that is You.
Our tour guide for this area, was a very nice man. He made everyone laugh and giggle and just made it fun! You could tell that he enjoyed his job and likes the kids.
Next up on our tour was going inside a real pioneer’s cabin. This was a cabin that had been donated to the farm by Richard and Camilla Stidham. The cabin was owned by his ancestors before. Everything in the cabin was either from the first owner, or the Stiham’s family.
Old pictures adorned the walls with their explanations posted under them. They had the cabin moved there from where it was orginally built in Kapowsin on a trailer. Everything was exactly the same and nothing had been refurnished. In fact, the stairs to climb to get upstairs were not safe. It was roped off and mirrors had been placed to see around.
We crossed the path to another cabin. This one quite a bit smaller than the first. In the yard of this cabin was an actual covered wagon. I had no idea how narrow they were! How their families slept in there with all of their belongings is incredible!
One of the highlights of the trip was riding in a wagon pulled by Jack. After listening to the rules, the children boarded one by one. Around the schoolhouse they went, picking up speed into a trot after the last corner. Adults got to ride after the kids, so it was nice to ride with a few of my friends from church around the block in a wagon! 😀
The schoolhouse was very neat! The desks were actual old children’s desks. They told the kids the rules. The kids were segregated by sex. What would get you a lashing (it was almost everything!). Then we were told that there is actual schoolhouse tours that you can come and do, where the children spend an hour and a half in school. They do lessons just like the pioneers do! How fun would that be?!
It warmed my heart when I noticed a Bible verse from Matthew written on one of the chalkboards.
Our last stop on the tour was visiting the General Store. Here was our chance to buy some stick candies and other little treasures. Hubby found himself a raccoon tail, Kyle got himself a toy, Amanda found herself candy (of all things, the child got candy) and I scored some homemade soap. It is Lavendar Coffee Mint. Beautiful.
If you are in the area of Eatonville, Washington, you really should take a trip out to Pioneer Farm. Today, we were the last tour of the season. But it reopens in the Spring. If you’d like more information, click here.
To me, everything that I learned today, I stored away for future knowledge. Not only is learning about the history great, but learning how to live off the land and without modern technologies may be something that we have to do someday. I think it’s important that we don’t lose and forget the skills that our ancestors knew. How many of you know how to make butter, make your own yarn, wash clothes by hand on a scrub board or forge your own metals? There were some awesome lessons learned today.
I overheard one older girl today say to another girl,
This is a lot cooler than I thought it would be! I thought it sounded so boring.
I’m glad to hear her say that! Bringing History to life like this is important for children and adults. Hubby even enjoyed himself!
One last thing I almost forgot! The teacher’s house. This was an actual teacher’s house. The man had 11 children and they lived inside a 10′ x 10′ house. Incredible! I don’t see how, we looked inside. Check it out:
A wise man will hear, and will increase learning; and a man of understanding shall attain unto wise.
Irene, our first Dorking. She was our shy hen. The hardest one to catch. We aren’t sure how she disappeared, but we are very sad that she did. We will miss that pheasant-looking chicken.
Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.