A picture is a thousand words

It was a wonderful spring afternoon at home. This morning went by in a flash. Every one did their chores and went out side to play for a little while. It was almost time for dinner so I got every body back inside to wash up. I put the plates down on the table and went into the kitchen to bake my special carrot pie. After putting it into the oven I went into the dining room to water my flowers, I planted yesterday. I sat by the window watching the birds out side and picked up my knitting needles and started knitting. 20 minutes later I went into the kitchen to check on the pie and it was ready. I yelled to my family, “Dinner is ready!” The first one I saw coming down the stairs was Bruce, my oldest son. I heard him ask “What are we having for dinner mother?” and well as always I answered with a smile, “Your favorite, carrot pie.” I giggled because I know that Bruce loves to eat every thing and doesn’t have a favorite food.

Then I heard Daniel and Lucy, my two littlest children running down the stairs laughing. They were being chased by Rocky, our dog. They came running to their seats when they saw me getting annoyed. The only people we were waiting for to serve dinner were Derek my husband and Georgia, my mother. I set the pie in the middle of the table and in less than 2 seconds Bruce cut himself a piece and started to eat it. I served my younger ones some of the sweet smelling pie I baked. They started eating too, when my mother came into the dining room and sat down. She served her self and started asking Bruce to slow down because he was eating way too fast.

I sat down and ate when rocky came to my lap, so I gave him a piece of pie. When all of a sudden the back door opened and Lucifer, our horse popped his head through the top door and well I had a little piece lift so I gave it to him. Then my husband came down and was putting up the picture that fell when every one came running down stairs. My sweet little Lucy afford him a piece of the pie. I was done so I got up to clean my plate. When all of a sudden I heard the chicken going crazy out side and well means it was feeding time. I sent the kids up to play and went out to feed the chickens. The birds were flying around the bird house my daughter made.

I fed the chickens and placed them into the barn. When I went back in I saw it was getting late and I got every one together in the living room where we sat by the fire and I started knitting again. We all were just talking and tell stories when it was time for bed. So I took every one up to their beds and put them to sleep. By the time I was done I was so tired that once I got into bed and slept till the next morning when we had to do more chores.