A Tuesday List

Yes.  Hello.

I have a plethora of nothingness to share with you.  After a bit of consideration, I have decided it would be best to throw this nothingness at you in a lovely, list form.

You're welcome.

1.  David tore down the garage at the old house on Saturday.  He took with him Daisy Mae and Handsome Dude, who later went to visit their grandparents.

2.  Do you know how easy life is with just two children?  What were we NOT thinking?

3.  Sweet Pea helped me get all the closets organized.  Little Dude just laid around, refusing to wear pants, and playing trains.  There was no fighting.  There was no hitting.  There were no tears. 

There were no pants.

4.  We even had a visitor out there in Ruralville.

Moose are not sissies, like their friends the deer.

Nope.  This guy, or more accurately, gal, just stared at me and continued to eat my cute, white flowering trees.

I know it was a gal because of the absence of horns.  Duh.

I have to text David pictures of all the wildlife he is missing over here at his dream house.

It's a shame he is never here.

I'm living his dream.

Lucky me.

5.  What is wrong with me?  I've spent too much time talking about the wonderful world of wild game.  My apologies.  Let's move on to more normal topics, shall we?

6.  My wedding ring lost a diamond.  This saddens me.  But that is neither here nor there.

7.  We have baby bunnies.  They are about 9 days old.  Before I show you this picture, I want to remind you that I have no photography skills (or skillz, whichever you prefer).    Also, these babies are buried under a nest of their mother's own fur.  Plus, I took it with my phone.  And I didn't edit this picture to perfection, like I normally do (ha!).  So, take all of that into consideration and trust me when I tell you that this is a picture of newborn bunnies.

8.  Dang.  I started talking about rural-ish animals and the like again.  My apologies.

9.  We have had some strange happenings here.  Things are getting bent and nobody knows why.

Exhibit A:

Handsome Dude's bike.

Yes.  I am aware.  The bike is a bit girly for a dude. 

It is a princess bike that was formerly his sister's.  We have four children now and we no longer have time to concern ourselves over such trivial matters.

The point is:  What happened to the wheel?

Exhibit B:

Weird, bending toothbrushes.

Nobody knows what happened.  And nobody did it.

Incredulous.

10.  David brought me home a present yesterday.  A hummingbird feeder.  Readers!  Did you know we have hummingbirds out here, too?

So, now I can spend my long, long, long days out here in Ruralville aimlessly watching the hummingbirds as I sit and pine after my husband, waiting for him to return to his dream house that I am living in for him.

I kid!  I jest!

I like to watch the hummingbirds.  And I certainly don't have time to sit and pine after anyone.  There is laundry to be done, people!

11.  We went on a walk last night.

Handsome Dude armed himself with a stick.  You know, for to kill the crocodiles.

Lest any of you are concerned, there are no crocodiles out here in Ruralville.

Or at least that's what my husband tells me.

And he tells me many things.

Many.

No.  Handsome Dude is not wearing his glasses.  This is not his fault.  He is awaiting new lenses.

Little Dude showing me "The Tunnel."

Little Dude basically makes his whole world revolve around trains.  On our walk we went through "tunnels" and would randomly "choo choo."

And everytime we walked a bit uphill, he would start singing:

"The train went over the mountain, the train went over the mountain . . . "

12.  On our walk, we saw a mama duck with her babies.

I am wondering, dear readers, if this mother duck is a fit mother.

I am not sure our "lagoon" is a good place to raise a family.

But who am I to judge?

Happy Tuesday!