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Day 26

Jorja looked down on me from the top of the stairs tonight and announced, "Mom, I've had enough of this day." I couldn't agree more, my child, I thought.

It's 23h29 as I write this - hiding in the kid's bedroom because it's the only place I get a little more than my allocated quarter in my own bed! P-J's traded his quarter right-side-up for a half, horizontally. Funny how well that works when the kids are still short enough!

Even if he only had his smaller piece though, nothing would disturb his sleep tonight. He was up at 7am, washing the car, I think. (I say I think because I was not awake to see it, but the car did seem a little more shiny today!) Then off to do hay followed by fodder and feeding and then finally, tedding. He got home just after 1pm - by which time Jorja had already prepared, consumed and was beginning to show the effects of her snack:

2 slices of toast with berry jam and a sprinkling of sugar, with a bowl of cream on the side. Disclaimer: I have no words




Ethan took his nap in the living room chair because he couldn't make it all the way upstairs and by the time they woke up, P-J was already on his way to prep dinner.

We all joined him for dinner - in Quechee tonight. Eight kids, eight adults and 2 dogs we ended up with. It was quite a gathering. Somewhere between the roast lamb with potatoes course and the blueberry crumble course, Jorja found the dress up box and came downstairs as Esmeralda from the Hunchback of Notre-Dame!



The kids (and the adults) had a great evening enjoying good food, good company and thrilling play time!

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