Daddy came home last night with Daffodils and Tulips (Lainy would say, “Two? Lips?”). The daffodils are for me and the tulips are for his little girl. So stinkin’ sweet I just wanna die. And seriously, God… daffodils? Bright yellow and orange flowers that appear out of the snow? Brilliant.

I have written a poem for all of you.

Tulips can be red.
The sky is often blue.
I like you.
A lot.

Try to hold back the tears.
Perhaps I have missed my calling as a freestyle poet.

Some answers for you to some frequently asked questions:

1. George (Washington) the cat
Georgie, sadly, is not around anymore. When we moved out to TexasNorth, he happily became a barn cat and mouse-killer, despite his lack of claws. I fear he was a bit too bold for his own good one night, though, and stayed out a bit late. About a year ago, on an especially warm winter night, I said goodnight to him on the front porch. In the morning he was- not unusually- gone. After a few days, I figured he had moved in with Dan’s barn cats down the road. For two weeks I’d wave and yell to him lounging on their communal hay. One Sunday morning, on our way to church, I gave my usually exhuberant greeting to the felines and The Boy said, “Kate. I don’t think that’s George. I think he’s gone. Let him go. Stop making a fool of yourself. The neighbors want to commit you.” He was right. I really liked that cat. This Spring we’ll add a few new presidentially-named kittens to our barn in memory of my George and put them to work protecting the chicken feed from mice.

2. J-Bird the goose
J-bird was given to us by a classroom that had rescued his cracked egg from a local campground. Surprisingly, he hatched… and grew… and came to live with us once school let out for Summer. He whirrled all day and then walked himself over to the chicken coop at night where I would put him in for safe-keeping. One day in July, we Mulders packed up for our camping trip out West. We hitched the trailer up to the 4-Runner and hit the road at 6pm. Renae showed up at 6:30pm to farm-sit. She never saw the goose. He never showed up to be tucked in that night. As it was easily daylight until 10pm that night (loooove Michigan summers), I am almost certain J-Bird did not meet an untimely end a-la George. Rather, it’s more likely he joined a flock and headed over to the next pond. I was told this would likely happen, I just wasn’t prepared for the sudden-ness of it all. I didn’t get to say goodbye! *weep* Fly high, J-Bird. Fly strong. Mamma loves you.

3. Drumming and singing
I do not play the drums. Once a month I sing at church with two other folks. Every once in awhile, we bust out some ‘gang vocals’ where all the vocal teams get to sing together. It’s a par-tay. Imagine singing with your buddies at the top of your lungs into a fancy schmancy microphone in front of 8,000 people- it’s a good time, and the closest I’ll ever get to being backup for John Legend. We had a guest speaker a couple weeks ago and were explaining to her that we hardly ever get to sing all together and that today was super special. There was a pause… and I said something to the effect of, “Yeah, and I usually play the drums, so this is really something new for me.” See? It’s not that funny. It wasn’t really funny at all, but everyone laughed. Now that I think about it, I think they were laughing AT me. In fact [stepping up on my chair and pointing my arm to the sky], I think they all knew my shirt was tucked into my undies right then and there and just didn’t tell me. I shall be looking at all of you a bit differently from now on…

It’s my turn to sing again this weekend. If you see me with my shirt tucked into my undies, don’t tell me. It’s kinda my thing now, if you know what I mean.

Happy Valentine’s Day, folks. Spread a little love around, won’tcha?

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TexasNorth is a little farm in Western Michigan. It's home to 5 chickens, 25 longhorn cattle, a coonhound (Banjo), 1 barn cat, a husband, and 3 ridiculously funny children. The mom of this zoo has been known to mow the lawn in a skirt and roast marshmallows after dark. View all posts by texasnorth

9 responses to “awwwwww

  • CortneyTree

    Daffodils and tulips. Perfect. I got non-traditional flowers as well, some gorgeous yellow and red stripey jobs with an unpronounceable name. Last week the Bad Dogs found an ate a container of icing flowers in my cake supplies, and I was particularly bummed to find they ate the tiger lilies I had saved from a prize winning cake. My Boy bought these flowers in honor of those. Those Boys, you gotta love when they pay attention πŸ˜‰

  • sunday

    katie you are hilarious!
    love the poem.
    please write more.
    everyone LOVES my bag.
    i think i will blog about later.

  • Dan, Annie, Will and Mocha

    I want a duck, that’s the only word Will says consistently, I think he wants one too.

  • the bantam menace

    happy vday to you!!!! I love you a lot and think you are one of THE funniest people I know. you’re also one of the best drummers I know.

    and hooray for adding some kittens to your menagerie to seek and destroy rodents!!! I don’t know why it’s so easy to love cats… that’s a fantastic picture of george, by the way… but I love them, too.

  • thekooiet

    How do you do it? How do you have me laughing so hard that I blew out my Diet Coke all over the computer keyboard?…now it’s all sticky gross. Thanks. πŸ˜‰ It would be stickier if it was regular coke though.

    Those flowers are gorgeous! Have Curt talk to Jeff about Valentine’s Day…I don’t think Jeff knows it exists.

    And I assure you that I did not know that your undies were tucked into your way cute shirt. I would have yanked it out for ya. Yes, I would have.

    Well, your right…you now have a thing…we all have one when we sing…Trace’s the liturgical dancer, Nate’s the stomper, (I’m a bit of a stomper too), Kaylee’s the swayer, Marie is the cool hair girl,…..etc…and you are now the underwear-tucked-in-shirt girl.

    That’s why I like all of you so gosh darn much.

    Happy Valentine’s Day!!

  • KatieKate

    Your keyboard will now delvop late-onset cancer due to the splenda it inhaled during your spew. Way to go.

  • Jessica, Myron and Rylie

    WHAT!!??? my comment has disappeared. dont understand. I dont remember what I even wrote but it had to do with Cats, Chicken’s and so on…. hoo

  • Becky Swann

    what fun that you sing at your church, I do too! maybe one day we can sing together at the same church, the biggest church of all..HEAVEN…for some reason that just really made me laugh here to myself shaking my prego belly heartily. I’m so corny…but I figure that poem of yours puts you right in line with my corniness.

  • Wende

    Congrats on your win below.

    As for your poetry… here’s what I wrote in G’s card:

    Roses are Red,
    Violets are Blue,
    Your room’s always messy,
    But I still love you.

    Ha! Poor kid. πŸ˜€

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