Books, Games and Mud.

This week was very busy. We have had friends in the casita. Their names are Molly and Gary. 
Molly brought me some spanish books. She knows I have to learn spanish because she reads this blog!  She is really good at picking books for kids because she used to be a book seller.  These are just a few of the books she brought for me. 

My sister sent me a reading hammock for Christmas. That's where I go to practice on duolingo and read. Its still really hard to understand when people talk fast.  

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We had three days of rain. It just kept coming down. When it does, the dirt  and mud come into the canal and then drop into the sediment ponds. So it was time to clean the sediment ponds this week.  My dad, Jonathon and I did it.  Unfortunately,  my boot got stuck while I was shoveling and I ended up falling in the mud. It was like incredibly stinky quick sand. 

I read about how to survive quick sand in my worst case survival book. It says to lay down a stick or branch and hold on to it and to spread you body as big as you can so you are kind of floating on the top. I tried to lay my shovel down but it wasn't really deep, and I didn't really sink down so I guess it wasn't quick sand, just mud. 

We talked to the people at the feed store about our white chickens. They told us they are definitely meat chickens - for eating, not laying eggs.  They also said we needed to to butcher them soon or their hearts would explode. Their bodies are to big for their hearts.  The chickens are 14 weeks old. We were supposed to butcher them when they were 8 weeks.  The feed store also said they wouldn't lay eggs but I noticed when I picked up the eggs this week that there have been some very small eggs too. They're called pullet eggs. They are usually the first eggs layed by hens. Like practice eggs.  

My dad said on Monday, him and Martin and Jonathon are going to butcher them. I think its very sad.  My dad says if we don't, their hearts will explode anyway and nothing good will have come from their lives. If we butcher them, then several families will have food because of them. It makes more sense that way, but its still sad. 

Peter and Jo were still here too. When they first got here, I got to teach them how to play Quirkle.  Then, when Molly and Gary were here too, we all played together while my parents made dinner. It was Molly's first time playing Quirkle.  She is now a Quirkle shark. 

Molly and Gary and Peter and Jo are gone now.  But we have new guests in the casita for two days. Emmie and Tim. They're from England and have really cool accents.  They sound just like our friend Kevin. I think Bobbie understands them better. 

Its getting better with the wild cats.  I can now hold one of them and the other one almost lets me pet her. She always changes her mind and runs off when I get really close.  This one is Saladin. 

And here is the interesting insect of the Blog.  I think its some type of Beetle. There are lots of different Beetles here.