This year I am home schooled full time. So instead of going to New Song on Tuesdays & Thursday's I am going to 5 Star Pawn on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I like it because I get to spend time with my dad. I also have a lot more free time. At the pawn shop I usually eat breakfast first. My dad doesn't like to eat breakfast at home. So we usually drive through MC Donald's and bring it to the pawn shop. After eating breakfast I do my school work. When I finish my school work I sometimes vacuum and clean around the shop. If it`s a Saturday I don`t have any school to do so I usually only vacuum,dust mop or clean. On Saturdays some friends of ours come to the shop to hold signs advertising 5 Star Pawn. Sometimes I go up there and help. So that is what it is like when I go to the pawn shop.
I don`t have homework to do now since I am home schooled full time. I do miss seeing my friends but I don`t really miss New Song too much. I am also glad I only have one teacher. My mom is my teacher and moms are the best teachers because they love you more than a teacher ever will. I am glad I am home schooled because being home schooled is awesome. I don't have to get up at 6:30 and get on a bus. I don't have to spend all day away from my home and my family. Every morning we do bible before breakfast and I get to learn more about God. I am glad I am home schooled because I usually finish before lunch. It is fun. If you knew what it is like, you would probably want to be home schooled too. :|)
Parker
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Chickens running
Have you ever seen a chicken run at you? If not today is your lucky day! I have video taped chickens running. My mom says they look like they are about to fall forwards. This is what happens when they see chicken daddy. So for your pleasure here are the chicken races! Narrated and made by chicken daddy
Parker
Chicken stampede
Every morning when I let the chickens out of the coop I have to run. Why? Because they storm out of the coop and chase me until I drop their food. I have a video of the chicken routine in the morning here is the video.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
The Chicken Diaries
This is a story by me (Parker) told from one of our new chicken's perspective.
Here's how it started. One day I was playing on a 200 chicken ranch with my chicken friends. Then, the next thing I knew I was being chased all over the yard by this very hairy monster. The tall, thin farmer with long arms, long hair, and an even longer beard was trying to capture me (My Mom says to think Z-Z Top). Z-Z cornered me against the fence, grabbed me, and shoved me in a small, cramped, stinky cage with 200 billion other chickens (not really - it was probably 20 other chickens).
Z-Z gave me to a family with 4 children. The kids were treating me like a baby doll. I was being rocked, cuddled, even bathed. I almost lost it. They stuck me in another cage, then a car, and then they named me "Buff Chicken." They named me after some cat. When the car finally stopped our cage was then strapped to roaring monster (a 4-wheeler). The 4 wheeled monster moved us to a red coop.
After that it happened. DOGZILLA showed up. It was horrible. It tried to EAT me! It smelled like a dead mole and barked at holes. I hope Dogzilla's return doesn't happen on this farm.
I was grabbed by my tail feathers, pulled out of the cage, and dropped into the red coop. The coop was nice except for all the chickens. There were 22 of us in that coop. I think that coop was only built to hold 15. I would have called a chicken exterminator but there was no phone in the coop. We were stuck in that overpopulated coop for 4 days.
We must have all died from heat exhaustion or over crowding because when we came out of the coop we went to chicken heaven (the vegetable garden). There were yummy, delicious leaves everywhere. Hiding under the delicious leaves were giant, juicy, squash bugs. I ate bugs until my beak was sore.
The best part about our new home is Chicken Daddy. He comes by 3 times a day and screams, "Heeeeeeeeerrrre chick- chick- chick- chick- chick- chick- chick." He's always transporting bowls full of YUM, YUM, and YUM. It may just be scraps in their world. But in our world it's a feast.
I've decided, a chicken that isn't living here - isn't living.
Parker (mom helped type)
Here's how it started. One day I was playing on a 200 chicken ranch with my chicken friends. Then, the next thing I knew I was being chased all over the yard by this very hairy monster. The tall, thin farmer with long arms, long hair, and an even longer beard was trying to capture me (My Mom says to think Z-Z Top). Z-Z cornered me against the fence, grabbed me, and shoved me in a small, cramped, stinky cage with 200 billion other chickens (not really - it was probably 20 other chickens).
Z-Z gave me to a family with 4 children. The kids were treating me like a baby doll. I was being rocked, cuddled, even bathed. I almost lost it. They stuck me in another cage, then a car, and then they named me "Buff Chicken." They named me after some cat. When the car finally stopped our cage was then strapped to roaring monster (a 4-wheeler). The 4 wheeled monster moved us to a red coop.
After that it happened. DOGZILLA showed up. It was horrible. It tried to EAT me! It smelled like a dead mole and barked at holes. I hope Dogzilla's return doesn't happen on this farm.
I was grabbed by my tail feathers, pulled out of the cage, and dropped into the red coop. The coop was nice except for all the chickens. There were 22 of us in that coop. I think that coop was only built to hold 15. I would have called a chicken exterminator but there was no phone in the coop. We were stuck in that overpopulated coop for 4 days.
We must have all died from heat exhaustion or over crowding because when we came out of the coop we went to chicken heaven (the vegetable garden). There were yummy, delicious leaves everywhere. Hiding under the delicious leaves were giant, juicy, squash bugs. I ate bugs until my beak was sore.
The best part about our new home is Chicken Daddy. He comes by 3 times a day and screams, "Heeeeeeeeerrrre chick- chick- chick- chick- chick- chick- chick." He's always transporting bowls full of YUM, YUM, and YUM. It may just be scraps in their world. But in our world it's a feast.
I've decided, a chicken that isn't living here - isn't living.
Parker (mom helped type)
Friday, August 26, 2011
Baby Monkey Riding Backwards on a Pig Animation (test)
This song is funny it is also short. My dad thinks this is hysterical,he is the one who told us about it. Everyone in my house likes it,
hope you do too,
Parker.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Pawnshop
My dad owns a pawnshop,the name of the pawnshop is 5 Star Pawn. It is in Oldham county La Grange Kentucky. I like to go to the pawnshop with my dad. Here is another thing about it,it is a pawnshop not pond shop. Here are some pictures of the pawn shop.
It has guns,jewelry and electronics.
Parker
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Chickens
We got 22 new chickens today and traded in the old ones. I have 17 chickens my,9 year old sister has 1, my 6 year old sister has 2, and my little brother has 2. We got rid of our old chickens because I forgot to close the coop one night. Since the door was open a raccoon or something got into the coop and had a chicken dinner (a 12 chicken dinner). Needless to say, the chickens are a little afraid of the coop now. Which means we have a 4 person chicken rodeo every night to get the chickens in the coop. The rodeo was fun for me, but not my parents. We are a month later and still having chicken rodeo's every night..... not so fun anymore.
We traded our old chickens and got the new ones today. I had to get my 6 into cages this morning to take them to the new farm. I couldn't catch 2 of them and Mom had to help. When I gave up the chicken wrangling, my mom said,''You have to help me get them in the dog cages or you have to shoot them."so I then got to helping and we got them in the cages.
The car ride with 6 chickens was horrible. Dad forgot to leave his truck, so we had Mom, 4 kids and 6 chickens in a mini-van. If you think that is bad. On the way home we had Mom, 4 kids covered with chicken poop and 22 chickens in the mini-van. It stunk so bad.
There was chicken poop all over us..... all over the inside of mom's mini-van....... all over the 2 dog kennels we used to transport chickens........... all over the 4 wheeler (we used to get the dog kennels full of chickens to the coop)........... and all over us (did I say that?). It was a disaster. We spent almost the whole morning and half the afternoon chasing chickens, cleaning chicken funk off things, moving chickens and cleaning the coop. Here are pictures of our new chickens.
We traded our old chickens and got the new ones today. I had to get my 6 into cages this morning to take them to the new farm. I couldn't catch 2 of them and Mom had to help. When I gave up the chicken wrangling, my mom said,''You have to help me get them in the dog cages or you have to shoot them."so I then got to helping and we got them in the cages.
The car ride with 6 chickens was horrible. Dad forgot to leave his truck, so we had Mom, 4 kids and 6 chickens in a mini-van. If you think that is bad. On the way home we had Mom, 4 kids covered with chicken poop and 22 chickens in the mini-van. It stunk so bad.
There was chicken poop all over us..... all over the inside of mom's mini-van....... all over the 2 dog kennels we used to transport chickens........... all over the 4 wheeler (we used to get the dog kennels full of chickens to the coop)........... and all over us (did I say that?). It was a disaster. We spent almost the whole morning and half the afternoon chasing chickens, cleaning chicken funk off things, moving chickens and cleaning the coop. Here are pictures of our new chickens.
Parker
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