Here’s one of our White Broad Breasted turkeys we had for dinner recently. I found this huge, iron dutch oven at a flea market a couple of years back. We only paid $25 for it. It’s large enough to hold a large turkey in it as you see. I’m sure we’ll get lots of use out of it when you kids are teenagers.
Here’s a random picture daddy took of you all outside last week.
Leah, you’re almost 16 months old now.
Here is your daddy all, of 51 years of age. He sure loves you children. You are the purpose of his life and mine right now. We pray that you will be God loving and God fearing young men and women one day.
Here you are little Hanni. You cuddly, little thing you. Looking a little serious here.
Walking her little sister outside.
I always like looking at pictures of our son Matthew. He is so dear to me.
You still look like a baby to me here, dear Matthew. I love you so much.
We let Hannah (3 years old) stay up from her nap today so she could witness daddy killing and butchering some chickens. She’s a little sensitive to some things so we weren’t too sure how she would handle this feat before her. Here, Hannah and Elisabeth witness daddy catching a chicken.
Hannah running with joy and elation after watching the first slaughter. See the chicken upside down in the cone in the background on the fence?
Daddy walking the already bled chicken to the table
Hannah after the second slaughter… maybe having second thoughts?
One of our chickens. See all the fat? This was an old hen… they have much more abundant fat than the roosters. Daddy ended up slaughtering 6 chickens this day.
Here’s a few pictures of our chickens gathering together along the fence.