Its a very Thanksgivingy Day, the house smells like pies, and we're getting dressed to spend the afternoon with family and very good friends of ours. So what am I thankful for? I'd say secondly my feathery girls and the inherent way they feed my soul (not my stomach! well not yet, eggs should be on their way soon). But first and foremost I would say my husband's patience throughout my quest to ease into life a little more creatively, a little more lightly with the addition of the slower, older ways that my grandmother once employed. You see he's not an "animal person" per se, so any critters running willy nilly around our yard, although interesting, may not be something he can embrace. His favorite animal in our household, after all, is the Russian tortoise. Seriously. He has all kinds of pet names for him which he lavishes upon him during feeding time, always leaving the choicest pieces of lettuce from our fridge. But he often belies his aloof approach to our other animals through his rampant sense of humor.
One morning as I collected the peeps for transport to the daycare facility (their new henhouse) my husband caught me en route. It turns out that the peep bus looked an awful lot like an abandoned lobster pot. This elicited a reprimand from my husband who was watching the whole thing from the kitchen door."That's just wrong on so many levels! What are the neighbors going to think?!"
Secretly, I think he loves the girls, the dog, the gecko that has passed on, and of course now, the grumpy tortoise. Most of all he loves all of us: our daughters and me...a lot. That is what I am thankful for.
Feel free to chime in on how you and your girls spent Thanksgiving....or share your fave pet!
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| Honestly, I don't know which peep this is. |
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| The newly constructed "daycare center" . |
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