The Happyish Homestead

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

I am….


*cooking pears for pear sauce.

Do I need more pear sauce?


Do I have time to make pear sauce?

Not really.

Am I sucker for free produce?


*tired of Spencer crying. 

And yelling.

And clinging.

And hitting.

*not ready for rainy season.

What does that mean exactly?

I forget to bring in things from outside: potatoes, shoes, tools, children, laundry, tomatoes, etc.

We haven’t had rain since June.

That’s four months of pure sunshine.

No, I am not ready for rainy season.

*ready to ship Elizabeth off.

Obviously I don’t love her anyway which is why:

I had to make her pajama bottoms instead of letting her pick some out at the store

I refused to make up some homework for Adeline to do so Elizabeth wasn’t the only one with homework

I give Adeline’s classroom more money for unnecessary expenditures like parties

and I let her help me make a pie for like four hours.

*not impressed with the caramel apple cherry pie I made last night with Elizabeth.

*one of those people who hate themselves for going to Wal-mart. 

Some serious self loathing yesterday after I went and they didn’t have things like: mushrooms, cranberries, or frozen cherries.

*trying to use the word ‘hooey’ more often.

*loving the longer nights.

*going to get rid of the ducks.

I’m not as enamored with them as I thought I would be

I have two boys and a girl, which makes things…..


Duck eggs taste like chicken eggs.

I can’t even tell a difference and….

neither can the uninformed guests I’ve served them to.

Hope this finds you well.

Feel free to comment.


Letting me know you’re out there.

That you care.

That my posts stink.

That you’ll take Elizabeth.

See how accommodating I am?



  1. I'll comment! I love your posts. They keep ME sane. You can totally send me Elizabeth - with the understanding that she has to marry one of my boys. That way I can have awesome in-laws. Although I might be terrified of my own grandchildren. Maybe we shouldn't allow certain genes to combine...

  2. You're awesome! We need to get together!

  3. You're the canning queen this year. I think I may not be a canner for a little bit since we're heading back to 2bdrm apartment-ness. :( I'll just have to come and visit and help you. I'm glad you're getting the whole chicken/duck experiment done before me. Now I can just come to you for the inside scoop :)

  4. I think pear sauce would look lovely in my know, if you happened to stop by sometime around Christmas and wanted to bring a box...

  5. My sister and I just started canning for the first time last week. We enjoyed it and will be at it again tomorrow. We did pears and applesauce. Tomorrow we plan to do apple juice, fruit leather, dried apple slices and pear sauce. It's a little addicting seeing all the jars of food that "I made!" Keep on posting. I enjoy what you write.

  6. I love your posts. I will take Elizabeth, but you have to bring her here, with more pear sauce. Also, she will still have to share a room. And she will be no longer be the oldest and will therefore be bossed by two older girls. Oh, the trade-offs.

    Side question, why aren't my red pears ripe yet? Its been forever!!

  7. i am here... listening, reading and oh yeah! modeling-- will model for food? LOL

  8. During the primary program Elizabeth was right next to the piano. About half way through the program she decided to start humming-rather loudly-the introduction as I played it. It was loud. I didn't know if anyone else could hear it but I didn't have the heart to tell her to stop. You could tell she thought she was adding a beautiful accompaniment to my rather poor playing but it didn't help. Those self managers... they can be funny.

  9. The four hours you spent making a pie with a small child earned you "Mother of the Year" in my book. I run out of patience WAY before I make it through four hours of anything. Combine a kid and the kitchen... Oye. Sorry the pie was a disappointment, even if it was made with love.

  10. Katie, this is long, I'm sorry but it really inspired me last night at my meeting. Reading your blog reminded me of it:

    Sister Hinckley has said this about motherhood:

    “It is the mothers of young children I would like to address first. These are golden years for you. These are years when you will probably do the most important work of your lives. Don’t wish away your years of caring for small children. Life is what happens to you while you are making other plans. This is a time of great opportunity for you to build the kingdom. When you teach children to love their Heavenly Father, you have done one of the greatest things you will ever do. If you can be a full-time homemaker, be grateful. If not, you must do what is best for you. I for one have never felt a need to apologize for my role as a full-time homemaker.

    “These are busy, busy days for you. I have seen women in all kinds of circumstances—Chinese women working on road repairs, European women working in the fields, Asian women sweeping streets—but it is my opinion that … Mormon women are among the hardest working women in the world. They plant gardens and they bottle the produce; they sew and bargain shop. They go on the heart fund drive. They take dinners to new mothers and the sick in their neighborhoods. They take care of aged parents. They climb Mount Timpanogos with Cub Scouts, go to Little League games, sit on the piano bench while Jennie practices, do temple work, and worry about getting their journals up-to-date. My heart bursts with pride when I see them come into church on Sunday, some as early as 8:30 in the morning, their children all clean and shiny, their arms loaded with supplies, as they head for classes where they teach other women’s children. They scrub their houses with little or no domestic help and then try to be the glamour girl in their husband’s life when he arrives home at night. But remember, my dear young friends, that you are now doing the work that God intended you to do. Be grateful for the opportunity” (“Building the Kingdom from a Firm Foundation,” in Mary E. Stovall and Carol Cornwall Madsen, eds., As Women of Faith: Talks Selected from the BYU Women’s Conferences, Salt Lake City: Deseret Book Co., 1989, p. 5).

    Motherhood is the noblest and greatest of all callings.


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