This Little Piggy

Let the 2012 4H swine project begin.

This litter of pigs is extra special to Brooklyn. Their mom was her champion Berkshire show gilt in 2009. She is hoping for good things for this little piggy too.

We were wanting a litter bigger than four, but we'll take what we get.

Speaking of piggies, I love pruney, baby toes.

 Faith would live in the bathtub if I'd let her. If someone is taking a bath and she is not invited, she is personally offended. I once had a little, pint-sized visitor jump in the shower with me. Fully clothed. In fact, watching me write this post, she is begging for a bath.

I could be nice and finish this while sitting on the porcelain throne so she can splash away, but I'm too cozy warm under my favorite, velvety blanket. Besides, Baby Girl had a bath this morning.... FIVE minutes before we were to head out the door for church. A big sister left a bowl of cocoa crispies on the counter "out of reach" of toddler hands. Even though I was irritated, I regret not snapping a picture before the chocolate pebbles were washed from her hair. (Does anyone else have more mishaps than usual on Sunday mornings??)

                   These little piggies sure find themselves in all kinds of mischief.

                           
                           They are also the reason the house often resembles a pigsty.

There is a secret that I know that helps me endure, even enjoy, the long days of messes, noise, chaos, and disarray. Besides the overflowing love I have for my delinquents angels, I know how quickly those little footsies grow and become the feet of big kids then teenagers.

In the blink of an eye, my first born baby turned into a young man. In less than a month he will be 17, the age his father was when we started dating.

My picture of the week isn't of good quality. It was taken through the window as I was watched my son drive away.

He wasn't alone; he was taking with him, his brother and three sisters. I'm one of those people who watch a loved one go until they are no longer in sight. Friday watching the truck until it was a little speck in the horizon did something to me. It made me all the more aware of how valuable time is and how I have little control over what happens to my treasures. I feel so fortunate to be able to stay home full time with them and I don't take it lightly. I know this is the plan God has for this time in my life and I am enjoying it to the fullest.