I just got done reclaiming my onion patch. It was so exciting to see them actually coming out of the ground! They were hidden so well though. The entire row was covered in weeds, now it just has onion sprigs coming up. Very satisfying. (Although something bit my behind. Ouch.)

The kids are helping too. They get $2.00 for each 6 gallon food storage bucket they fill up with weeds. We both think we're getting a steal. Unfortunately, we've got enough weeds for them to each make a small fortune.

Oh, and my farmer's tan is coming in marvelously, though calling it a tan is being quite generous. It's more of a farmer's burn, freckle line, and extra dry peeling skin. Super super sexy.
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Maybe they're on to something!

My kids just asked me to stay in bed a little longer so they could finish getting their chores done! (Or maybe I'm still dreaming?) Ah. If I really thought it would really work, I'd think this was a brilliant plan! I'm willing to do my part though. Let's do it every morning! Haha.
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Sockie?

I told him that to go outside he needed more clothes, so he found a "sockie" to go with his shoes.
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Outside?

Helam was putting his shoes on saying, "Outside?" He's now begging at the door.
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Mermaid Modesty

I was thrilled when Essi came to me today to show me how she made her mermaid more modest! (She was pretty skanky before) Essi used a broken part of a green balloon and it's a seaweed shirt. I'm glad modesty is becoming important to Essi, because she's my girl who's been pretty interested in what she thinks is "fashionable" which isn't always the most modest. She'll pull her shirt off her shoulders or tie it in a way that her stomach shows. I don't know where she gets it from, but I'm glad that our talks on showing reverence for our body, and dressing modestly are sticking somewhere.
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May the fourth be with you.

So today is National Star Wars Day. May the 4th be with you. haha. Okay, it's cheesy. I know. This May 4th, Star Wars has a new HUGE fan. Helam watched episode 1 with his dad last Saturday.

He. Loved. It.

For a movie to hold his interest for even a few minutes, it must have cars, robots, tools, or an annoying dancing dinosaur. Star Wars delivered in a big way. They even have the annoying dinosaur in the form of Jar Jar Binks. (I wished he'd die in the first 10 minutes of the show, but Essi thinks he's funny, so that softens me to him. A little.)

Helam stayed in the room the WHOLE time, every time the scene changed, he'd say, "WHOA!" in his really husky voice. His eyes were SO big. In a very short time he mastered the word "Pace Sip" and he'd continually say it with reverence. He had a toy sword that automatically became a light saber and has had light saber sound effects since. (On a side note, WHO teaches boys these things? I still swear they come with their own sound effect chip in their brain.) He'd lay on his stomach and happily kick his feet. I haven't seen him in such bliss. He kept going right up right to the tv, he'd turn with excitement shining from his eyes look at us, his huge round head blocking the screen. I didn't mind. I wasn't watching the movie, I was watching him.