field discovery and bug screams

Today we took a walk in a beautiful field a block away from our house. You can see our house so clearly from the field–that’s how close it is! I can’t believe we haven’t made it here before.┬áIt is very well hidden, but some neighbors told us about it last week, and we decided it would be a great setting for our after-work walk. The weather was perfect, and the grass had just been cut. I love the smell of fresh-cut grass. We all walked laps, and occasionally Abe and the girls played chase. Mom, you would love this field. It feels like you are right underneath the mountains–I should have gotten a picture of what you can see while you walk. I did get some pictures, though.

IMG_0813 IMG_0815Then we went home and had FHE in our back yard.

Abe talked about how Jesus washed the disciples' feet, and while he did that he brushed off the girls' feet (which were covered in grass from running around the field).
Abe talked about how Jesus washed the disciples’ feet, and while he did that he brushed off the girls’ feet (which were covered in grass from running around the field). I was distracted for most of the lesson because I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Bazi, who was hunting in our extra long grass. I felt so reassured to see her pouncing, stalking, and chasing. Hooray for my protector cat! Speaking of phobias, a bug landed on Lydia’s shirt today and she went into such hysterics that I didn’t know if I could even calm her down. Lydia throws a LOT of tantrums, but her phobia screaming is ten times louder and more hysterical than her normal screaming. I actually prefer her phobia screaming to her regular screaming because as soon as I see her enter that panicky realm, I completely relate. I would react the exact same way if a mouse landed on my shirt, so it’s a lot easier to be patient when I see her acting out behaviors I see so clearly in myself.

Even though I already turned in my food portfolio, I’ve decided to keep taking pictures of the food I make. It felt good to go through the blog and see pictures of what my family eats; it helps me on days like today when I feel like I got nothing accomplished to know that at least I fed my family.

A homely but tasty chilequile.
A homely but tasty chilequile.