It was a nice day finally! I even wore flip flops and got a teensy bit sunburned on my neck.
We went to a few garage sales today. I snagged a dehydrator and a CD player (with a tape deck!). Five dollars goes a long way.
I am thinking about perhaps making placenta pills one day and you need a dehydrator for that. My handsome husband is a more than a tad hesitant about my bringing other people’s organs into the house so that is on hold. In the meantime, I can dehydrate fruit.
We spent some time with friends and meandered around “Garage Sale City”. Cadrian is going to wonder why there won’t be a garage sale at every house the next time we are there.
At one sale, we met some people who do archery and bow hunt in our area. The papa even MAKES bows. The boys were facinated. I would love for my children to learn how to safely handle weapons.
When we got home, Denton and I went to collect eggs.
This boy gives me a run for my money. He tells me “I hate you!” Every. Time. I tell him “no” or make him do something he doesn’t want to do. I know he doesn’t mean it. I know he is just frustrated. I know it’s just a phase, but it still hurts. And by the end of the day, I. Am. Done. I couldn’t even make myself sing his good night song to him tonight because he was throwing (yet another) fit.