Eeyore's Blog

We had a fire station field trip today with four and a half other families from church. It took 45 minutes, then they all went to our house (which was a minute of driving away) for a bag lunch. We had a 'fire drill' and most of the people ran outside. I hadn't heard and went into the house only to find it "burning". One of my little sisters, who was outside, did a classic then. "I need to go potty." Perfect.

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Most of the families are gone, with only the "half" family remaining. Since they're being occupied by five other siblings of mine, I thought I'd take the time to type. My story's been creeping along, because I'm forcing myself to write with what little inspiration I've got left. Plus the fact that I'm tired, mostly because I've been staying up too late at nights with Ted Dekker, peanut butter balls, and writing. It takes a toll. I can feel the bags under my eyes.

But it's Friday. It's a lot more leisurely as the last official school day of the week. Add to that the fact we have guests...makes for not much schoolwork but a lot more naps later. (I don't mind that part. ) The chickens are trigger-happy, the little kids aren't fighting (yet). It's a good life. I'd take a nap now but I don't really want to be rude.

Nestami.