09/03/2026
Thursday recap, because apparently these are a thing now. š
Woke up to a message from a customer saying she was going to stop by for ground beef this morning. Perfect.
Until I was sitting peacefully on my couch, looked out the window and saw a car pulling inā¦ and realized I was still in my pajamas.
Nothing says professional retail establishment quite like sprinting through your own house to put pants on.
After that we made breakfast. Sausage, eggs, avocado and tomato. A beautiful, well-rounded breakfast that approximately no one ate.
Then it was time for school.
Hank is absolutely flying through math, and between phonics every day, me reading to him and him reading back to me, I can already see such a difference in his reading. I read somewhere that the average teacher only gets around 7 minutes of one-on-one time with each student during the school day, and whether that exact number applies everywhere or not, it really made me think about how much individual time weāre getting together.
So far, I am SO happy we decided to homeschool.
We put Millie down for a nap and watched How Itās Made about pencils, pens and erasers, because apparently that counts as school now and Iām not mad about it.
Cash practiced his letters and is getting really good at remembering which direction his C goes.
Hank helped me hang the alphabet up in the classroom and kindly informed me there are actually 26 letters in the alphabet, not 25.
So everyone learned something today. š¤£
At some point our mailman also stopped to make sure all the kids were okay because one of them had run a four-wheeler out of gas near the road at the end of the field. Seriously, how lucky are we to have people who notice our kids and care enough to check on them? I appreciated that more than he probably knows.
All of this happened while I was painfully attempting to do laundry, my longest-running enemy.
Eventually we headed outside, pushed feed up for the cows, gave them some grain and mineral, fed the pigs and decided the grain truck desperately needed a power washing.
Another customer stopped this evening while I was putting tater tot casserole in the oven and went home with ground beef, steaks AND some potatoes Hank grew.
Then we ran to the store because I FINALLY remembered the milk.
The tater tot casserole is currently still in the oven, weāre going to eat supper, and then apparently Iāve decided Iām going back outside to clean the inside of the grain truck.
And that, my friends, was Thursday.
No major disasters. Everyone is accounted for. We have milk.
Honestly, pretty successful day around here. š
