In earlier American rural life, communities raised barns because many hands were required. These events occured in a social framework with a good deal of interdependence. Members of rural communities often shared family bonds going back generations. They traded with each other, worshipped with each other and celebrated with each other. Barn raisings were an integral part of life and socializing.

In our modern American life, communities don't mean nearly as much as they did back then. It is our family's goal to bring a sense of community back to our lives and those lives that touch ours.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Sunday, Sunday

     I just might have the answer for blogging. At least for my blog. For now, I will be posting once a week. Life is too crazy and our internet is too slow. Also, don't forget, I have four children. And a husband. And forty-some odd animals. But I miss putting into print all the funny/interesting/sad/crafty/insane things that make up our lives. Like Thane telling me that I am his best friend. And Iris crawling and getting two bottom teeth. Spencer discovering so many things about himself and this crazy world. Maycee being Maycee and taking up near permanent residence in La La Land. Matt volunteering for our local fire department that is run strictly by volunteers. And as for myself, crafting and sewing and cleaning and thinking, as usual.

Maycee in all her glory.

Me and my little buddy.

Spencer B.

My handsome Hubby. Hubba Hubba

Iris enjoying some air time in Ouray.

My four lovelies on Thane's third birthday.

The purse I made for myself.

And last but most certainly not least, this video of Thane that makes me laugh every time I watch it. Just so you know, his shirt says,"I am definitely up to something." I've never seen a shirt suit someone so perfectly. 

**This post took me 4.28 hours to complete. Yea, our internet is that slow. And I needed a snack break. And a breastfeeding break. And I had to break up a couple of rainy day arguments.**