Watching movies in his Pooh chair.
Today I didn't get as much done as I wanted to. Ran a load of laundry, cleaned the dining room table, and constantly checked on the chickens and ducks. Speaking of ducks...
Yesterday was quite a day. On my way out the door to catch my ride to work I found a dead chicken in the front lawn, under our tree. Apparently the neighbor's dog (my aunt and uncle who live across the street) ripped apart the coop and had a little "playtime". Now we are down to 7 ducks and 7 chickens, one who is living in our garage until she heals. Our named animals are still in tact: Jiggles, Chester, Elvis and Priscilla, Betty and Wilma, Duck (who's really a chicken that just thinks she's a duck), and Crooked Toes.
I would love to get out of the house more often. When Luke gets upset, we just go outside and watch the animals lay around and cars speed down our gravel road. I'm hoping that Aldo will take off this Friday so we can continue our search for a trusty vehicle. And in the future I can venture to the park, to the store, and to anywhere else I please. The morning storytime for babies sounds interesting.
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