For a time I considered putting this blog on hiatus for the entirety of Laurel’s stay at the Joseph Baldwin Academy. My line of thinking was that I didn’t want her to read what we were doing and then feel like she was missing out, thereby causing a big homesickness calamity.
But as it turns out, she doesn’t really care.
The word on the street is that she’s having a great time and is staying busy. That’s good. We don’t want her to be homesick. Plus, she beat a boy in a foot race, so rock on, Laurel!!
And that’s why we’re soldiering on here at The Boneblog. A quick synopsis of our July so far (after the 4th, that is – I didn’t take any photos that day because I am a bad blogger):
First, we dropped Laurel off at JBA in Kirksville. We went up the night before and camped at Thousand Hills State Park. It was all Laurel could do to wait until it was actually TIME TO GO to the dorms in the morning, but to her credit she was patient enough with her brother to sit next to him for breakfast.
We got her installed at camp and then returned to our camp and decided to rent a pontoon boat. We did, we swam around the lake for a couple of hours, and I was so worn out I could hardly move. Being on a lake does that I guess.
All our pullets but one are laying now. We are averaging about three eggs each day, much to our delight, even if the latest pullet to lay is laying the skinniest, pointiest little eggs you ever saw. I figure she’ll grow into them. If not, well, I guess some of our eggs will look like mini Goodyear Blimps. Our Easter Eggers are both laying, and Elvira (named for her black and orange plumage) is laying far bigger eggs than she did even one week ago. Observe:
Ethan and I spent some time at Mastodon State Historic Site last week, hiking around. We hiked about two miles in the sweltering heat before we dragged ourselves back to the truck. This heat, I should mention, was actually on the coolest day of the week – a mild 87 plopped square in the middle of several 99s (though I have to say the humidity was awful and the heat index was around 100). But it was worth it, because at the end of the hike we got to watch a couple of fawns, still covered in spots.
And today I took Ethan for a desperately-needed haircut. The kid looked like he was walking around in a blonde motorcycle helmet from the 70s. Seriously. He looked just like Ponch, only he’s not Hispanic. And doesn’t work for the California Highway Patrol. And his helmet was one of hair. So maybe he didn’t look like Ponch, but Ponch was cool and deserves a shout-out here anyway.
But now! Now he looks like he has some style. Just look how happy he is with his new cut!
Okay, maybe it’s the gargantuan lollipop in his mouth that’s making him smile like that. I’m going with the haircut, though.