A couple of weeks ago, the kids and I came home to discover a little bat by our door. It was so cute curled up in a ball and sleeping in the corner of the entry way to the apartment (outside.) I took some pictures and we talked about how bats are nocturnal animals.
Once Papi came home, I asked him to get some closer shots so we could try and figure out what kind of bat it is. Well, he did, and the bat woke up! It sure wasn't very happy about that, but at least we were able to figure out that it's an eastern small-footed myotis. Once I can access the pictures Papi took, I'll add them to the post.
Oh, by the way, if you wake a bat up, he will go back to sleep, but he will most likely not return.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Colibri
For my birthday, Papi and the kids got me a hummingbird feeder and food. We have since learned that plain sugar water, in the correct ratio, is actually better for the hummingbirds. Anyway, within a couple of hours of putting up the hummingbird feeder we had a hummingbird. How absolutely amazing! They are such beautiful creatures that we didn't get to see hardly ever in Illinois.
The hummingbird visits us most days now, usually during lunch and dinner. We think it is a black-chinned hummingbird, though it is difficult to see it clearly (they don't like to stay still!) These pictures are from Google Images.
The hummingbird visits us most days now, usually during lunch and dinner. We think it is a black-chinned hummingbird, though it is difficult to see it clearly (they don't like to stay still!) These pictures are from Google Images.
Visitors
When we first moved, we began the search for a church in our new city. We began by visiting the local church for the denomination we were members of in Bloomington. We visited some other churches as well, and have since found one that fits our family, both in beliefs as well as style of worship.
Well, that first church we visited didn't seem to be accustomed to having visitors. They were quite excited to see us, gave us a tour of the entire building, and even searched out the lead pastor and a gentleman who works at SF. Nice, but a little too much, ya know?
Well, the following week, when we came home one evening, there was a note on our door that some members from that church had stopped by. Then again the next week there was another note. And again the third week after our visit. The fourth week, Papi was on a business trip, and I was managing without him (for the first time) for 3 days.
The 2nd night he was gone, I had laundry waiting to be folded on the sofa, more hanging on drying racks in the living room, and was trying to maintain patience with the nenes until bedtime. We got through dinner (Chulo eating in the nude due to numerous potty accidents that afternoon) and were getting ready for bed. Chulo put undies on, and I even decided to treat them to ice cream. So, with 1 child in only undies, another in pj's, and the third very ready for his bottle (not to mention all of the laundry lying about and dinner dishes and melting ice cream still on the table) there was a knock at the door.
I had completely forgot that there were people attempting to visit us as I opened the door. They introduced themselves and gave me a gift (pamphlets from the church and a bag of trail mix) and then they didn't leave! That's when I realized they wanted to come in. Well, in they came and we all sat on the floor as one gave her testimony and explained the gospel to me. It was interesting at the end as Bonita answered their questions and they realized that yes, we do believe, we just had found a different church that fits our family. One of the very nice ladies held Guapo, and they didn't seem at all taken aback by having to sit on the floor or having half-dressed children running about.
I understand why they would do these visits, I guess I was just surprised that they would do them when we had only visisted their church 1 time. Also, I have since made it a goal to have available seating at all times, regardless of how behind I am on the laundry. :)
Well, that first church we visited didn't seem to be accustomed to having visitors. They were quite excited to see us, gave us a tour of the entire building, and even searched out the lead pastor and a gentleman who works at SF. Nice, but a little too much, ya know?
Well, the following week, when we came home one evening, there was a note on our door that some members from that church had stopped by. Then again the next week there was another note. And again the third week after our visit. The fourth week, Papi was on a business trip, and I was managing without him (for the first time) for 3 days.
The 2nd night he was gone, I had laundry waiting to be folded on the sofa, more hanging on drying racks in the living room, and was trying to maintain patience with the nenes until bedtime. We got through dinner (Chulo eating in the nude due to numerous potty accidents that afternoon) and were getting ready for bed. Chulo put undies on, and I even decided to treat them to ice cream. So, with 1 child in only undies, another in pj's, and the third very ready for his bottle (not to mention all of the laundry lying about and dinner dishes and melting ice cream still on the table) there was a knock at the door.
I had completely forgot that there were people attempting to visit us as I opened the door. They introduced themselves and gave me a gift (pamphlets from the church and a bag of trail mix) and then they didn't leave! That's when I realized they wanted to come in. Well, in they came and we all sat on the floor as one gave her testimony and explained the gospel to me. It was interesting at the end as Bonita answered their questions and they realized that yes, we do believe, we just had found a different church that fits our family. One of the very nice ladies held Guapo, and they didn't seem at all taken aback by having to sit on the floor or having half-dressed children running about.
I understand why they would do these visits, I guess I was just surprised that they would do them when we had only visisted their church 1 time. Also, I have since made it a goal to have available seating at all times, regardless of how behind I am on the laundry. :)
Monday, June 13, 2011
Home
Our apartment is a little less than half the size of our house in Bloomington, about 1200 square feet. There are 3 bedrooms and 2 baths, which is just perfect. The kitchen is a bit small, and the dining room/living room/office/entry is much smaller than we're used to. Despite the small size, and the fact that we have numerous boxes in storage, the apartment feels like home, even more than our house did these last 2 years. There are pictures on the walls, drawings on the fridge, and homeschool posters on the dining room walls. The kids have posted their artwork on the walls and doors of their bedrooms, including a sign on Bonita's door, "causien. pleiz nok." I absolutely love that we can make the apartment our home, a reflection of our family, without the need for neutralizing or minimizing or any of the other things required when your home is for sale.
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