We thought it was just a lucky sighting.
Fast forward 6 days.
Strange part coming.
Same humming bird but she is flying around the windows staring at us. Not just us, but proceeds to go downstairs and stare at A and my father.
I may be a little off, I would not deny if any person said I was. But I think, I really believe that this bird was trying to be seen. It has been really cold and cloudy. This poor creature has flown up all the way from Mexico to come to this barren nectar free place.
She was begging for Nectar.
"Hmmmmmmm, buy me a damn feeder, Hummmmmmmm"
I heard it,
Anyway, K had gotten a humming bird feeder for last years B'day present ( thanks, Nolan!)
So we went and bought some nectar. This morning, the bird was at the down stairs patio door, staring at us. Begging again.
"Hmmmm, help a hummer out, Hummmmm"
We yelled and pointed for it to go upstairs.
We found out she is a ruby throated humming bird. Only the males have the ruby throat.
We named her........
We told her to tell her friends.
We love her.
Did you know that their wings beat at 78 beats per second, when courting it can be as fast as 200 beats per second?!?
How the hell?
Anyway, I found out through my homeschool message board that some one in my very own town has chicken pox. So, I contacted the lady and set up a chicken pox play date. I am determined to have them caught and over with. This way I won't have to vax, or worry about them as adults. We tried to catch them last year and we were unsuccesful. Hopefully, I will have some itchy kids in 2-3 weeks.
Wish me luck.
Anyway, the lady was super cool, and we had a great afternoon. Another family of boys saw the message and showed up as well. So Marlin played with the pocky girl, and the boys all played together.
The kids were so tired from trying to become infected, that we had to skip pottery. Instead, after they napped we tackled cleaning out the goat pen. The new one was finished, so we transfered them and cleaned out the old one.
The kids were amazing helpers. I was astounded at how helpful they really were. Plus they actually enjoyed helping.
E was so fired up about the helping that he was totally heart broken that he did not get to scoop the really smelly pile.
Luckily goats like to poop so he gets first dibs on the next pile.
So this was how much we had to clean.
M posed for spatial proportions.
Here is a barn progress picture.
We still have the other side to complete.