Super cute moment at Great-Grandma & Great-Papa’s house yesterday! She said “MOM!!!! Night.” And proceeded to pretend to sleep!
I woke up this morning and read an article that got my blood boiling. The entirety of the article that you can read here basically sums up to a mother being asked to cover at the homeless shelter she was living in. She responds with her legal rights. And the IHS employee threatens to refuse service to her. The mother states she feels discriminated against and controlled. This is wrong. On so many levels.
IHS released this statement:
“IHS really does take the health and safety of our guests and our staff seriously and we really wanted to just jump on it,” said Connie Mitchell, the IHS executive director. “This is an opportunity for us to learn more and to really share with the community that we are about being proactive and about being helpful to our community as well.”
I’m glad they’re getting a head start to tackle the issue. It makes me wonder how many times this has happened before.
What do you think about this situation?
Well this is fun! Pick up lines…go…
Big thanks to my creative and talkative toddler. It made choosing the title of this piece very easy. So here’s to Cheeks and her “ShitChins”!!!
If you had told me a month ago that I would be the proud mama of one chicken, I wouldn’t have believed you. Let alone the proud mama of 21 chickens.
So this is how it went down. Our old house in the middle of the city; was falling apart. Literally. The windows were leaking, sink leaking, banister was loose, add a few other small issues and you get the idea. Then my husband takes a shower; and the wall caved in. So; in a matter of minutes the decision is made to move.
I find the perfect place. It’s the perfect medley of what we both want and envision Hattie growing up in. Plenty of land. An old farm house. A sunroom. And….you guessed it…chickens. We moved about a month ago. It’s been an interesting transition. Tons more creepy-crawlies around these parts.
So the house comes with a chicken coop. And five chickens. Including a rooster. Maybe a week or two after we moved one of the hens began sitting on eggs. We didn’t think much of it because she sat on them sporadically. We should have taken it at face value.
This morning we wake up to 16 baby chickens greeting us. A shock yes. But I can’t help but melt when I see how cute they truly are. Such fluffy babies. Wrangling them up because a snake was in their coop; took much longer than it should have. Thanks to my badass hubs playing hockey, we used a spare hockey stick to keep Mama Hen away so we could bring the babies to safety.
I’m excited to see how this journey pans out for us. Us and our baby “ShitChins” that is.