Tail Feathers

This morning Annie and I went out to feed the Chickens and change their water. Surprisingly Norton, our male turkey, met us at the gate with full feathers. He doesn't normally walk around with his feathers out. I think it's because yesterday I chased him with a broom when I caught him attacking my chickens again. Annie was so excited she made me run inside for the camera. So here he is. Our male Turkey, Norton (short for Narragansett) showing off his feathers. He is rather handsome.

Our female turkey, Jane was named by Liz Forsythe because she is just that, a plain Jane. If you noticed Norton's missing one of his tail feathers, that's because Jane plucked it. She definitely wears the pants in their relationship.
Annie was in a fun mood this morning so I got a few pics of her being silly with her girls.She really loves her girls. Getting the eggs is her favorite part of the day. Not sure how she'll take it when the Turkeys move to their "New" house come November.
Annie took this one of me while I was opening up the water feeders. The other photos she took were a little hard to decipher.
Here's one of the fence and the trees.

Annie's Husband

Annie informed me as I was getting dinner on the table to "get another plate, momma, my new husband is coming to the party." I wasn't sure how to respond when she continued with, "her name is Carissa, and she is coming over to the party, and she is going get her own plate." I tried without success to explain that husbands are boys and wives are girls. That didn't get a good response. "My husband is A GIRL!"
I moved on and decided to ask other questions.
When did you meet your husband? "Oh a few weeks ago."
Where did you meet your husband? "Oh a few weeks ago."
How old is your husband? "She is not old, she is new."
What color is your husbands hair? "the color of her hair is sparkly golden like mine."
What do husbands do? "They play princess."
Are you Carissa's husband? "No, I am a big girl."

Annie's Booboo

Annie got a booboo earlier today when walking into Gigi's house.  While sitting on the couch she looks up and says:

"Mommy, a part is missing that goes to my ankle," pause while she thinks on how to describe said part.  "It's the color of my leg."

Pasta

Wow, I think we did too much yesterday. Here's photos of miss Annie Rolling out pasta last night before bed. Annie loved that we made yellow pasta, "it looks happy" (it was because we used our own eggs this time, the yolks are brighter in color than store bought eggs).

Tomato Picking!

So I hear going fruit picking is all the rage, and after our exhausting magic house visit, I thought Annie and I would do a little Fruit picking of our own. Only in our own back yard, because I have no idea where you go to pick someone else's fruit on a Saturday evening.
I gave Annie the go ahead to pick as many as she wanted. She filled a huge bowl full of all different types of tomatoes. She picked brandywine's, Roma's, Marzano's, and yellow pears. Tasting each type as she went. It was hilarious, she was like a kid in a candy store. The tomatoes have always been here, but I've never let her go wild and pick everything. I usually set the limit at a small cereal bowl size. When she'd filled her bowl and camped out on the porch I thought it would be good to wash the tomatoes, but Annie informed me that it was fine, stating, "my mouth is a sink," and with a smile pops another yellow pear in her mouth.

Filling her bowl.

The classic Annie half smile. Usually only seen when she's talked her way out of trouble and ends up getting her way. It's a very hidden little smile.

Pointing to her mouth, "it tickle my tongue mommy."

Realizing she gets the whole bowl to herself gets a big smile out of her.

A Magic house disaster

Let me just start off by saying that going to the Magic house on a rainy day is a BIG mistake. DO NOT attempt this deathly act, it is not worth the pain and suffering you must endure just to keep your kiddos happy. DO SOMETHING ELSE, anything else.
I should also say thank you to my sister and her husband for giving Annie and I, a one year membership for my birthday. I am so excited to be able to take Annie there, and I couldn't think of a better present, thank you. I just wish I hadn't made the mistake of going on a rainy day. It was tragic to say the least. Hundreds of people, surprisingly more adults than children herding through narrow halls, up and down stairs made for the one way traffic of little feet congested with adults and children alike fighting to get their way. Children throwing paper money in all directions. Of course Annie's favorite part was the child sized grocery store. Alas, this area was filled with children, the shelves were emptied of all but a few things out of reach lining the top back shelves, and everything was out of place it set off my OCD just looking at the pretend cash register by the door piled a mile high with plastic fruits and veggies. Upon entering I immediately started restocking the shelves, and as I walked around restocking I realized I had somehow acquired a little shadow that unstocked everything in my wake. It was not my daughter. It was, of course someones 10 maybe 11 year old son throwing everything I put on the shelves to the floor. The best part, mom just stood there and watched her son. Who are you crazy mom who lets your kid ransack a pretend store? It was when that same boy pushed Annie away from the register that I realized I couldn't take it any more. I grabbed my kid drenched with tears and left. I still shiver when I think of that little grocery store.
I hope to return early in the morning when the shelves are stocked and the 10 year old's are in school.

First day

Our morning was a little sad seeing as how Annie popped out of bed ready to go straight to school. She even slept in the swimsuit she'd picked out the night before to wear to her first day of class.  This was obviously followed by the long talk about how we can't wear swimsuits to school, followed then by the very sad news that first we had to go to Gigi's so that mommy can go to counseling, then we go to play group, have some lunch, and after that we go to school. See picture below for how she took the news.

First came anger...
Then came the pouting...
Followed by a slight smile when I told her she could watch one chapter of She-ra before we went to Gigi's.After our crazy morning that started at 6:30 we had a good time at play group, we found out my sister is having a baby boy (Thank you Lord, I think you just saved my brother in-law from a life long sentence of estrogen induced solitary ), and ate a lunch of granola bars, a vegetable sushi roll, banana's and cantaloupe. It was weird but all I had.
Then off to school we went. "stop, stop like this mommy, GO!," "no stop!," and of course "we there?" this last occurred after she yelled one of the previous quotes. Upon arrival Annie looks mildly unsure of herself.
but after a slightly awkward photo with her Ruby
all seems well.
Ok so the bag might be a little to big, but I couldn't make it any smaller (the fabric told me so). Aside from the over sized tote bag Annie had a great first day. Tomorrow might be another story, we'll see. She only had class for an hour today. Wednesday starts the real deal, a whole two and a half hours without mommy to boss around. I'm looking forward to the break, I might even let myself relax a little.