The kids were really good while doing our weekly shopping. When they pointed out the brightly painted Fourth of July cupcakes but not one asked me to get them I couldn’t resist. 
Could never have gone shopping with all the little ones without the aid of these two great kids. Thanks Lucas and Amelia!
Paul likes silly faces, Jane is the lion, and Sarah was happy to have chicken “with the bone”.
Joanna…nothing else needs to be said.
Maggie and Laura show off the wonderful frosting…grrrr
Side note:
Most people when they see my large entourage smile and have nice things to say. Every once in awhile someone will say something stupid, but today I was confronted with my least favorite type of stranger…creepy question guy. Some man followed us down the main isle for a bit and finally called out to me to get my attention. With the usual surprised big smile he asked if all the children were mine to which I happily answered yes. After he finished the dramatic “count all the heads” he asked if I was married. Perhaps it was the tone of his voice or the oddness of the question but it made me very uncomfortable. He expressed too much interest in the kids to then ask that question leaving me to wonder why. At that point I smiled politely and told him to have a good day and we quickly took off. Having a lot of kids sometimes makes me feel very vulnerable. It is when the whole “protect” aspect of having a husband around that drives foolish feminists nuts really hits home for me.
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When I first started this blog I thought my family and a few friends would be the only people to visit. As time has passed more new visitors are coming every month and now the number of unknown visitors far exceeds the few family and friends that first started to come when this blog began a couple of years ago. To be honest it surprises me that anyone would want to come and see what I have to say. As far as blogs go this one is not popular, but to me 1554 visits in June with 541 of them being unique visits is a lot more than grandpa and a handful of childhood friends (and that is with my site being down for almost a week too).
Google search hits for people looking for prayers for their hurting families are the most common search engine referrals (not including of course Faustina farm searches), but what draws most of you here is unknown. So I am asking out of curiosity if any of you feel brave enough to let me know what brings you here and what sort of things do you wish I would write more or less about. If you don’t want to leave a comment publicly you can email jessicaoffaustinafarm@gmail.com . Feel free to share a little about yourself too.
A little confession…I am very curious about my visitor near Jacksonville with the apple and my occasional but regular visitor from New York (yes NY I have another analytic program I see you —insert evil laugh here) so I will expect a response from you both…no pressure really… 
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Today the kids and I drove up to pick Lucas up from scout camp in Georgia. Thank you God our safe trip and for giving Lucas a much needed time out to just be a kid. He is sporting a nice tan and grew a foot. It is nice to have him back. Jane kept reminding me that now she won’t have to cry about missing Lucas too. Sarah said she is “sooooo happy” Lucas is home and hopes Dad comes home now too. From her lips to God’s ears. Thank you Uncle Brad for giving Lucas such a great opportunity and fun time.
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Today as we returned from Wal-Mart our small herd of goats was sleeping in their usual lunch time spot in our road. As the van approached the group they jumped up and ran toward the side yard. All but one that is. The situation did not go unnoticed by Amelia. I drove to the other side of the house and told Amelia not to say anything to the younger children yet. I wobbled (big belly) as fast I could to the the two month old buckling. While he was suppose to be destined for the freezer soon I did not want him to have suffered or died in vain. His head with opened eyes was facing me as I approached. There was no blood so I figured it was illness and not a wild beast that somehow got past our dogs. Just as I was bending over I noticed his side rising and falling. He was still alive. A sick feeling came over me wondering if he was savable or if I was going to have to figure out how to euthanize a goat without a gun. I lifted his head and gently tried to roll him over to see if I could find any external reasons for his condition. His head just fell over limp. Maybe my neighbor would come help me shoot him. I thought. Crud, I am going to have to dig a really deep big hole to bury this guy in the middle of a very hot afternoon while pregnant and getting over a fever. This is not good. I gently rubbed his neck and said, “Sorry boy”. Maybe he was on the trailer platform as we pulled out and I did this to him on our way to the store. He’s been suffering so long already. I am going to need Amelia’s help to lift him into the air conditioned house to make sure he isn’t just sick, oh but the way he just flopped his head over. All these thoughts passed through my mind in a few seconds. It was at this point that something flickered in his eyes, before I could even react to this change in his vision the goat obviously frightened jumped right up and began to run away “maaaing” for his mother.
Yes, much like an exhausted child limply flops when transferred from a parents arms to bed this baby goat had just been in a deep sleep. Grrrr kids!
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The Farm
11 And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called faithful and true, and with justice doth he judge and fight. 12 And his eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many diadems, and he had a name written, which no man knoweth but himself. 13 And he was clothed with a garment sprinkled with blood; and his name is called, THE WORD OF GOD. Apocalypse 19:11-13
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In a futile attempt to decrease the noise level…
Mom: Stop running around and play a sit down game!
Jane 6yrs: Oh can we play duck, duck, goose!
Mom now giving up accepting noise at least till bed time. 7:30 sounds good, right?
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Maggie gets to be a living doll for all her older siblings. She likes the role.
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