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090516 -090816: cleaning out, school, and chickens

Chicken update: LilBit is doing good. Still follows mom everywhere and I setting some feathers in. 

We’ve been doing lots of school work. Judah on E. 

Wes caught a hummingbird in his shop. It literally fell from the ceiling. At some point, this little guy had gotten caught in some webs, and it wrapped up his wings. His dainty little wings. He laid in Wes’ hand while we gently pulled off the webbing from his feet and wings, then he took off, just fine and dandy! 

Kids were super psyched about seeing the teensy bird up close. 

And in between school I’ve been cleaning out. Like, a lot. This is some of the clothes I’m getting rid of. Wes is getting rid of a ton of button up shirts and clothes too. And we’ve got a ton of kids clothes too. And then just stuff. 

Garage sale is Oct 1st!

Me and a few friends are going to bring our stuff together and sell all at once- in hopes of having more folks come. I think it’ll do well! 

And finally- I gotta say how proud I am of my husband. He got a really cool job- graffiting UpDown, the new trampoline park in Hattiesburg. He did so awesome!! I can’t post pics yet, because they haven’t. I’ll share with you when I can!

Alright- you are caught up! 

071116 – 071416: CHICKENS

Lordy at the animals we keep at the Kirkley household. 

Currently…. There are 22 critters living in my house. (That I know of.)

Our baby chicks came in Thursday. We had ordered 15, and they always throw in one rare chick. Well, 2 of the types of birds I ordered weren’t available, so they substituted with 3 of a different breed.  (Yes, we order weird breeds of chickens.) I like the pretty different feathers. 

Currently, they are all fluffy and teensy. 

And constantly at threat by my 2. 

I’ve told them numerous times, “do not kiss the chickens…” They haven’t… Yet. 

And for those of you who know that chickens can carry disease.. We do have our germx there for when they are done. I also make them wash their hands if they’ve touched more than 2 (every dang time…)

Our chicks will turn into these:

  • Top left: Blue Andalusians 
  • Top right: Egyptian Fayoumis
  • Bot left: Silver leghorns
  • Bot right: Silver Spangled Hamburgs

I really like an interesting flock to look at and these along with my few Rhode Island reds and Easter eggers that we ordered… I believe will do the trick. 

So we’ve been playing with the chicks. We got a prime order in and so we rearranged our tank and added some rocks I picked up at the local pet store. 

Our little fish are still shy, so we are going to add a couple more to it to help them with their loneliness/shyness. 

And we took a little break from school binding and workin on the truck (Wes, obviously not me…) to go to the river.

It was COLD. And AWESOME. 

So, we’ve got a busy few weeks to go taking care of all of our new additions. My kids are loving it. And who am I kidding.. The 8 year old me would be so proud of the woman I’ve become (with a house full of animals). Only difference is that 8 year old me would still want a horse. 

Anyways… Hope your weekend gets here quick! 

040615 + 040715: Chickens

Below is a picture of our week old baby chicks. They are all asleep. Sound asleep. Yes, even asleep on their food tray. 

Why, you ask?

Because there is an almost 5 year old girl who refuses to leave them alone. 

Every time I turn around I see her leaning over the box and talking to the little bittties. 

Today I’ve had to say:

“Lucy, you can’t show the chickens the house. Leave them in their box.”

“Lucy, don’t hold the chickens upside down.”

“Lucy, please don’t put your mouth on the chickens.” (She was about to kiss the little one.)

She showed one of them the hallway. Another got a nice view of the backyard with her commentary… “Here’s the yard. You’ll get to play out there one day.”

And she fed them out of her hand. “Mama! They tickle when they kiss my hands!”

I see more animals in our future. 

I was buying chickens for eggs. Lucy apparently got new pets. 

Devotional: James 4 // Weekend Recap

So humble yourselves before God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. (James 4:7 NLT)

This week doesn’t really have a theme but it does connect.

There are thousands of tricks up Satan’s sleeves. There are so many ways that he pressures us, confuses us, tempts us, lures us, and adds challenges to our lives.

Even really simple things that we wouldn’t blame on him normally, like a dog barking all Saturday night which gives us one smidgeon of a reason to not go to church on Sunday. Those kinds of things. I blame him, not nature.

But one thing is for sure – one thing I know for a fact – is that satan, as powerful as he is, is still completely under the authority of the name of Jesus.

If we resist him, he will flee.

He has too. He is limited in his power. Christ is not.

Now – saying that – I do want you to realize how powerful he is. He isn’t a wimp, he has been around the block once or twice. He knows what will catch you off guard, he knows how to trip you up, and he has some authority to do those things. So do not pretend like he is a kitten or puppy. He is the devil, he is strong, he is sneaky and waiting around every corner for you.

Be aware. Be ready. Be able to resist him. That we can do. We have that power inside of us. When something happens and you immediately feel threatened, don’t just assume that’s “your luck”. I do not believe in chance or luck. Things are scheduled and things are planned out and God knows what will happen. And satan is ready and waiting to throw a kink in our day.

When something happens, be aware that it could be him, and resist.

How? How do you resist? First off, tell him that. Physically say, “I resist you, in the name of Jesus”.

Secondly? Get in the word about your current situation. If you are having guilt issues, look up guilt. If you can’t focus, clear your mind. Repeat the name of Jesus over and over.

Resist the devil and he will flee.

That’s one of our many perks as Christians.

Life Blog

The past few days have been absolutely beautiful. No way to avoid getting out in it.  So me and little man have been taking walks when Daddy takes Lucy with him.




Look at those teensy hands.



And these eyes.




And he’s ticklish in his ears, in addition to every other part of him. This kid is SO ticklish.



Also.. can fall asleep anywhere.



Lucy loves Hunny, our chihuahua.



And she also likes to irritate her little brother. How cute huh?



He got her arm moved for a minute…



Then I had about 4 more pictures of her with her elbow in his eye.

And our chickens have been hard at work. YAY!


We currently have 3 1/2 dozen eggs. So… there’s that. And then we found these yesterday.



A teensy egg and a middle sized egg. How funny!


Ok – hope your Monday doesn’t feel like a Monday!

Devotional: Psalm 55 and The Seamstress

First off, I wanted to thank you all for being with me these last 15 weeks. I certainly hope that my devotions have helped you fall in love with God a little more. Next week I’ll go in to be induced to FINALLY meet my little baby boy. That also means, less sleep for me, and less blogging, at least until I can get our family of four used to being a family of four. Today will be the last devotional blog for at least a few weeks. I’ll be sure to post on facebook and Twitter when it is back. And I may can do some to schedule, but it will not be daily. Thanks for reading, and I look forward to starting back up soon!


Pile your troubles on god’s shoulders— he’ll carry your load, he’ll help you out. He’ll never let good people topple into ruin. Psalm 55:22 MSG

God is for us. Not sure how many times I have to say this before folks actually believe it, but He is.

Bad things do still happen, like I said yesterday, that’s due to the devil doing his job greatly. People don’t trust in God like they used to.

But you can. You can give your troubles to him, and he will deal with them.

David wrote this when he had been captured by the Philistines. He knew.

He wasn’t scared of them.

He wasn’t afraid of what they would do to him or his people.

He trusted God in a way that most of us will never even have to!

God will not let us fall to ruin.

Just like Paul said in Philippians- if we are alive, then we preach Christ, and if we die, even better because we are with Him! Most of us aren’t here yet. I know I’m not.

I do know there is No need to be afraid of someone who can’t take anything from you.

Our God is good. Let’s work toward believing that with our lives.

Life Blog

Well, I’ve been busy. And in a good way busy!I found some really cute sewing tutorials online, and, well.. They were little girl dresses, so I HAD to try them. I’ve completed one, and started on another. Which.. I’ve had to redo parts.. so it’s taking me a bit longer. But first, let me catch you up.

Yesterday we went to Hattiesburg. I wanted McAlisters, then when we got there it was INSANE. SO many people there. Then we realized, it was “Free Tea Day!” apparently. I just like their food.. but, of course, we got their free sweet teas too, and enjoyed them as well. The place was PACKED out.

Lucy enjoyed her free sweet tea.

Ok, for the dress… Here is where I found the idea. Here is her version:

I went to Shirlies to get the material. And of course, they don’t sell knits (T-shirt material), so I did what any hormonal, 9 month pregnant lady who is quite determined to make something would do. I bought some Tshirts.


These were close enough in color and texture to work. Plus, they were only a buck a piece!

And after slaving away at my sewing machine, and following the instructions like a champ – I got this cute thing!


Then I stuck my Cute-Lil-Lucy in her new Cute-Lil-Dress and took some pictures! She had just woken up, so she wasn’t quite as smiley as I would have liked. Still cute.


And Sans Ribbon.. Lucy I guess liked it better without?


I’m pretty proud of myself. I’ve tried working with tshirts before, and… well.. as you have seen… I’ve never posted something made from a Tshirt. The fabric is hard to work with. But, I was ever so determined, and I made it happen!

Then we came home, and Wes was being good ole ‘Farmer in the Dell’ and went around back to feed our ravenous chickens. I took Lucy and was going to play with her on our big pile of dirt.

I look over.. and I see Wes toting the 50lb bag of chicken feed and I see our rooster (our STUPID rooster) run up on him, like ALWAYS. He doesn’t have spurs, yet, but I still don’t want to run from a chicken in my yard.

I’ve told Wes to kill him. He’s jumped on Lucy, Me, Other folks, Other Folk’s kids, and Wes. But Wes wanted it to be in the heat of battle.

Well.. here was his battle. Wes grabs my stick (I carry a stick every time I go feed them, because.. well.. I don’t want rooster jumping on me. I’m already a little lopsided, I don’t need to run from a bird and fall…). It was a little 1×2. Wes swings, and misses.

Rooster taunts him. Gives him the stink eye.

Runs back to get a better view on his enemy (Wes) and Wes chunks that stick like David did that rock toward Goliath. (Ok, I’m getting a little theatrical here… he did throw the stick though).

It caught rooster perfectly on the neck.

And the whole saying about a chicken running around with it’s head cut off?


That’s true.

They wiggle.. A LOT after they are dead.

Like, a lot a lot.

Very creepy.

About 1 minute into rooters death his comb and wattle (the red stuff on his head) had turned a very dark red. It was sorta sad. But then I was like.. Well.. You’re the idiot who kept trying to hurt folks.. Ya own fault!

Then, I proceeded to do something that I NEVER in a million years thought I’d be able to do….

Rooster was my favorite chicken. He was beautiful. Here he is as a teenager?

And as a youngin.

When he was little he would run up to my hand. He was never scared of me. He loved being petted. And then he got all.. hormonal.

I read chicken blogs about ways to tame them, and I tried them all. Nothing worked. He was a MAN rooster and would NOT back down. And with us about to have 2 small children.. I take no chances. So…



I hope he tastes as pretty as he looked.

I never thought I could do that. Pluck a chicken? Skin a chicken? Drain it of its blood? Clean out the inside…

But I did. At NINE months pregnant.

I gotta finish taking the meat off the bone today.

He will be lunch.

I will say this, as LOUD as that joker was… I kinda miss hearing him wake us up. But, then again, when I have this newborn and I’m napping in my bed, I will NOT miss loud rooster crowing beneath my house. Rooster crowed ALL DAY LONG.

RIP Rooster.

Hope your weekend is better than his!