(for those of you non-pittsburghers out there, "n'at" is the only proper way to end a sentence here in western pennsylvania.)

sunday morning, we woke up to one of our garbage bags strewn across the front lawn. kenny noticed rather large teeth holes in some pieces of garbage. we weren't sure, but we considered that it was was one very large raccoon.

until today. we came across this:

would you believe that we had another trip to the ER this week? it was sawyer this time, with a minor head injury. and it all happened right outside the trader joe's.

i drove the boys down to pittsburgh for the night yesterday, and i thought i'd stop in at trader joes to get some coveted kefir (you can't get it up here), full-fat yogurt (another thing you can't find in stores here - they're all low-fat) and yummy snacks for our day.

so the three boys and i piled out of the car, as we always do...rowan first, then sawyer, and then adam. as we stepped onto the sidewalk, rowan began running towards the door, and as usual, sawyer followed. at which point he fell and his forehead met the pavement for the very first time (please, let it be the last???). screaming ensued...a nice woman gave me a tissue and then left...and then i didn't know what to do.

immediately, the nice man from one of TJ's registers came outside and asked if there was anything he could do...at which point another patron of the store offered me her cell phone. i called kenny who was only a few blocks away at work and told him that we'd be making another trip to the ER. another TJ employee came out and asked if there was anything sawyer would want to make him happy...the only thing that came to mind was chocolate milk - a favorite rare treat for them these days. she came back out a few minutes later with four containers of amazingly yummy chocolate milk...sawyer rejected it. sawyer rejected chocolate milk! but rowan got his own and he was done with it in 2 mintues flat.

at this point, the bleeding was stopping, so i though i'd pile them all back into the car, pick up kenny and head to Children's Hospital (thank God we were so close to Children's!) if he thought it needed a stitch or two. another patron came over and told me that she had three (or was it two?) boys of her own, now grown, and she'd been through this a few times in her day. she offered sawyer a brand new container of chocolate peanut butter cups...he rejected those as well! he just kept crying and saying, "but it HURTS, mama!" poor, sweet thing. it must have hurt for my little sugar-addict to reject two chocolatley treats. just an hour previous to this incident, on our way down in the car, he was looking at a book that had a picture of jelly beans in it and told me he wanted a jelly bean pie. (how's that for a sugar high?).

the hospital stay was much more brief than rowan's, and kenny got the honors while i hung out with adam and rowan at the nearby (BIG!) library. he was all smiles when i picked them up a few hours later, sporting a bright yellow (green, maybe?) bandaid on his forehead. no stitches needed - just a cleansing and glued shut (two deep holes, not wide enough for stitches or staples, but deep enough to keep closed). he then downed the entire container of chocolate milk he was given by the nice people of Trader Joes. they didn't even charge me for them...and they lost my business that day since i never stopped foot into their store!

have i mentioned how nice the employees of Trader Joes are, yet?

as kenny and i drove back from church the other night, we noticed the moon. it was just a sliver but it was RED. dark red. blood red. i thought that was the stuff of ozzy osbourne songs...but they're real! and a bit creepy, especially on a coolish autumn night.

for the past few weeks, i've received the following SPAM email from "GhostCentral" which i find quite funny. it reads:

Three houses in your neighborhood have had high amounts of spiritual activity.  Our instruments show strange energy radiating directly from your home.

Please dont wait until it is too late!

Click Here to find out if your house is Haunted.

i wonder if anyone has fallen for it yet...clicking on the link provided only to find some scam or virus taking over their computer. what is funniest to me is the line: "our instruments show strange energy radiating directly from your home."

i've never blogged before about the haunted rumor about our house. probably because i don't quite believe in ghost hauntings, and we've not experienced anything "supernatural" in our home, and we don't really expect to. but the story behind our house haunting is rather sad:

the original owner/builder of our house had a wife named sadie (her last name is the same name of the street on which we live). rumor has it that she was locked in the attic by her husband for days on end because she was crazy. the previous owners of this house raised three boys (like us!) and the one son tells us that there was a strange occurance in the room that houses the door leading up to the attic when he and his brothers were sleeping one night: the attic door flew open rather loudly.


on the other side of the staircase is a picture of a flapper-type woman with a name and date (1938?) written next to her.

the previous owner says they were there when they moved in back in the 60s. why wouldn't they have been drawn by sadie? the really odd thing about the first drawing is the area around her belly: it looks as though she was trying to demonstrate that she was pregnant. hopefully the baby was delivered and had a happy, healthy life...but one never knows when stories are only rumor.

adam's favorite spot on tractor rides is up front. he's a bit spoiled that way. he always gets the front. he chatters throughout the ride, talking, chirping, clapping. he is 100% pure country boy. he knows exactly where we keep the tractor and if we're outside walking around the yard, he makes a mad dash for the barn. he's happy enough just sitting on the yellow seat (and now he's discovered the tractors at lowes...just as his older brothers grew out of their fascination with them!).

i apologize to my faithful few who check in on me and worry when i don't post! we've had quite the week with two sick boys - one with pneumonia (rowan) and one with molars cutting through gums AND the same virus that rowan had (adam). we (rowan and i) even had a fun trip to the ER complete with a ride in the ambulance! perhaps more on that another day, but i'm ready to let that day go....

i can't stress enough how well we all are now...we're all a bit tired and maybe cranky due to a very difficult toddler who complains LOUDLY when he's ill (he takes just after his daddy momma!).

and we're not even into flu season! does anyone out there give their children homeopathic remedies to stave off illness, or at least shorten them (the illness, not the child)? i'll do anything (short of boiling deer urine, of course) to keep them healthy throughout the winter!

does anyone know of a place where you can be sent an email everytime there is a toy (and now bookmarks, journals, sippy cups!!!) recall due to high levels of lead paint?

i just read an article where it was reported that more than just toys made in china are being recalled, and now i'm beginning to get nervous. do you know how many of our toys say, "made in china" on the bottom? painted metal toy diggers and tractors are among the precious ones that i am thinking of "making disappear."

how about a christmas full of classic books and homemade gifts this year, everyone???

and here is hannah and adam last week. they wouldn't sit still for a pose...this is the best i could do. they're very busy one-year-olds!

for several months now, i've been enjoying a perk of being a blogger: free books! i get a book in the mail quite frequently and i'm allowed to review it on my blog, or read it and keep it or give it away without ever blogging about it. i'm happy to report that after months and months and dozens of books sent to me...i just received two books that are KEEPERS and that i'm really excited about!

the first of these two books i'll review today. Deceptively Delicious by Jessica Seinfeld (due out this weekend!) arrived on my doorstep last week and I dove into it immediately. the concept is simple: hide veggies in normal, kid-friendly foods, and they'll get their veggies whether they like them or not. the plan is a bit more complicated...you're not tossing broccoli in the bowl with lucky charms and soy milk (not that that would be hiding the veggies so much). you prepare vegetable and fruit purees, freeze them, and then use them in the recipes in the book.

it's been a while since i've pureed much of anything since adam has been on solid foods for months already, so if i want to follow any of these recipes, i'll have to get back into it. but i love the concept enough that i'm willing to give it a try again. besides, i love the veggies that she has listed to puree (and adam is NOT a veggie eater at all).

she lists a lot of breakfast recipes - which is great because i'm at a loss for healthy breakfast choices some mornings. rowan doesn't like eggs, but sawyer and adam love them. kenny loves eggs and toast...i prefer a bowl of cereal or oatmeal. we all love pancakes. i love her recipes for applesauce muffins, peanut butter and banana muffins, blueberry lemon muffins and coffee cake.

there are so many meals listed that i don't know where to start: beef stew, spaghetti with meatballs, quesadillas, or sloppy joes? twice-baked potatoes, waffle sandwiches, or pita pizzas?

and the desserts? brownies (with carrot and spinach puree), hot cocoa, chocolate cupcakes, or chocolate chip muffins? the amounts of puree in each recipe is impressive, so you're getting a good amount of veggies in each bite (especially in kid-sized portions).

the book itself is lovely - it's ring binder style, so it'll stay open on your counter. the pictures are cute, and the recipes are easy to follow (with the veggie/fruit puree listed under the recipe title as well as the amount listed in the recipe). i'm excited to give the recipes a try. when i do, i'll be sure to review them again, along with the responses from each of the boys, and my husband (who doesn't have any trouble eating veggies) and let you know if this is just a pretty book to look at, or a worth-while, useful cookbook.

and yes, she is the wife of jerry seinfeld.

our life with chickens seems to stay so similar from day to day until something exciting happens - like a blue-green egg! and then i'm reminded just how fortunate we are to be living with these fowl.  i discovered today, that it is our beloved araucana, bettis (named for her thick neck, like the beloved, retired steeler, jerome bettis), that is producing the blue-green egg. both my mom and i discovered her in the nest box today, around the time the egg appeared. here she is in all her thick-neck glory:

when beginning our research into raising chickens, kenny and i fell in love with all the characteristics of the Buff Orpington. So far, our Buffs won't let us near them, and we are not sure if they're laying yet - two opposites of what we were expecting of them (very friendly, and good layers). But they sure are beautiful!

now, when i refer to our chickens as beautiful, i know that some of you are rolling your eyes or laughing thinking, "beautiful? i think NOT!" i know i'm in the minority. and this is a picture that doesn't flatter our Golden Buffs...and i agree, these chickens aren't necessarily beautiful. but they're our current fabulous egg-layers, and we're thankful for our eggs!

here's another beauty. am i the only one who is reminded of george washington upon looking at these silver laced wyandottes?

every evening, our boys love running around with the chickens. a few of them usually hang out with us when we're outside at the jungle gym in the evenings. rowan usually ends up picking a few of them up, while sawyer tries to, but freaks out at the last minute. adam is also very fond of them - as they are of him. they walk right up to him and peck his hand, his fingers, his feet.... he laughs and "yells" at them.

...except for the fact that kenny and i were awakened at 5:30 by a pretty awful sound coming from the outside. we're still not sure if it was an animal or made by a human, but neither of us could get back to sleep. so off we went downstairs to make the coffee at 6:00.

but for the first time in several days (even weeks?), adam was in a cheerful mood upon waking up and throughout the morning. i've been wondering about his ears, but more sure it was his teeth that have been bothering him (have you ever watched those molars creep their way through the gums in the back of your child's mouth? it looks so...painful!) since he's just grumpy for most of the day. but today? he had his milk, ate an egg and some toast and played happily on the back porch with his brothers all morning.

at 9:00, the boys and i piled into the car for a grocery trip, and to hit the Goodwill (i'm loving the boys' fall/winter clothes i'm finding for 99 cents and $1.99 at Goodwill and Salvation Army!). on the way out, i let the chickens out and checked the nest boxes - something either kenny or i do every morning. this morning, smack dab in the middle of our brown eggs sat a beautiful blue-green egg. rowan couldn't be more excited!

Goodwill was a bust for boys' clothes, but i found a whole section of just fabric for cheap (i didn't buy any since none of it was what i needed for current projects). on the way out, i drove around back to the donation center and something caught my eye...i thought i saw what could have been an antique sewing machine. but at the Goodwill? wouldn't they be in an antique store? i decided to ignore it and went on to the grocery store.

but i couldn't forget about it. fortunately, the grocery store is just across the street from the Goodwill, so after i piled the boys into their car seats, strapped them all in, found their favorite music, we headed over to the Goodwill again. i pulled around back, hopped out of the car and walked over to the piece of furniture...and it was: an antique sewing machine. it wasn't antique enough to have a pedal that you pump; it was electric. but it was old enough. and get this...it was $5.99!

kenny and i have always liked antiques. i don't care that this machine probably doesn't work (i haven't plugged it in yet - i'm afraid to, looking at the frayed cord) because at least it would fill a corner in our home. so i bought it.

and despite the fact that adam only slept a total of 45 minutes today, he was still chipper and happy and non-clingy. it's amazing how your child's well-being really plays into the overall feel of how a day goes. because even though the blue egg and the sewing machine were big parts of my day...really, it was adam being pleasant and happy that did it for me.

on one of my first visits to kenny's parents' home (when we were dating or engaged...i can't remember which), i remember spotting something hanging on their basement wall that caught my eye. when i asked kenny about it, he told me it was an embroidered version of a painting he did when he was about 5 years old. his grandmother recreated one of his paintings with yarn. i fell in love with the idea and tucked it in the back of my mind.

a year or so ago, kenny's mom gave him a thick envelope filled with paintings and report cards, drawings and notes that he had done as s child. i think he was ready to throw it out, but being the nostaligc type, i opened it and examined each picture, read each note that he had written to his parents or grandparents, and put the envelope on a shelf so he couldn't throw it away. why throw away such treasures?

it wasn't until early this summer that i put two and two together and realized that in that envelope was the original "kenny smith painting" that his grandmother reproduced. and i'm now honored to have both!

the first month we moved into our new digs here in the country, i took a composting class hosted by an environmental group in allegheny county where we were given a brand new composter (which is serving us well...we've been composting green and brown materials now for 16 months and it's only 1/3 of the way full). the class took place at the rachel carson homestead which was the original home of who is known as the pioneer of the environmental movement, rachel carson.

i found out that she wrote a book called silent spring in the 1960s which is known as an attack on the newly developed insecticides and other chemicals for use in farming and suburban gardens.

then i had a baby and forgot all about her. until just last week when i came across an episode on our local PBS station of "On Q" that focused a bit on rachel and her local homestead. i found that she wrote more than just one book, so i requested a bunch of her books at the library last week and brought them home just yesterday. Silent Spring is one of the books i requested and can't wait to read, but one that i'm totally stuck on and in love with and now want to buy for all my friends who are parents of young ones is the sense of wonder. it's a remake of an old pamphlet that she wrote just before her death. the copy that i have includes stunning nature photos by nick kelsh among the words of her original pamphlet.

one of my favorite quotes:

i think i like that one so much because she has described who i am NOT...but who i want to become for the sake of my kids. when the fireflies were out in june and july, rowan and sawyer couldn't wait to chase them. that usually meant it was close to dark, which was closer to 8:30 or 9:00 - well past their bedtime. initially i was concerened about them being overtired, but then i realized that you're only their age once. and their minds are beginning to retain memories (i have memories from when i was three, so i know at least rowan will remember these times).

my favorite memories of our mini-vacation to lake erie this summer was playing on the beach at sunset. normally, i'd do my best to keep adam out of the water since he was in clothes and not a bathing suit, but it was at least 45 minutes until sunset and he wasn't happy unless he was at least ankle-deep in the water. so he splashed around, got completely drenched, and loved every minute of it.

i am becoming less tightly wound as a parent watching my kids take it all in for the first, second, and third times; seeing the wide sky over a big lake, or hearing a rain storm fall so hard it's hard to talk over its din.

reading this book comes at a time in my life as a parent when i am realizing how amazing the outside world is to a young child. all summer i've watched adam transfixed on ocean waves, staring up at our hemlock tree blowing back and forth on a windy day, watching rain fall from the sky. this summer, the older two boys have become more independent in their outside play and adam is learning how to navigate the yard, the pine trees, and the outside toys by playing with them. summer is the perfect time to soak it all in, and winter the perfect time to reflect on the outside from the inside warmth of a fireplace. spring and fall are perfect for both.

in the meantime, i'm excited to watch adam see and feel snow for the first time. i can't wait to see what next summer brings to us. i promise to let them all stay up a bit later, get a bit wetter and messier and enjoy every minute of it.