My sister started a little crafting blog not too long ago to share projects that she is working on, mainly with crochet. Tonight I saw that she posted some new pictures of a utility apron that she made to wear to work at the craft store she works at. Everything she makes, she pretty well designs herself and I'm always so impressed. I thought I'd put a link here so that you could check it out, if you want to see her handiwork. Her birthday is October 30th, so she's always been a little attached to Halloween, which is part of the explanation for the effort she put into this themed apron.
Click the link below to see her post: JoAnn's Halloween Utility Apron For Work
I got a sweet surprise yesterday when the ultrasound technician gave me this picture of our new baby boy, kicking around inside of me. I thought some of you might like to "see" him too. I am in my 28th week, by the way. That leaves less than 12 weeks until my due date.
Sam's 15th birthday was at the end of July. Here's a few photos to catch you up.
Sam just wanted roast and potatoes for his dinner. Oh, and homemade bread. Homemade bread only makes it's appearance around here every so often, so it was a treat.
Peter picked up a couple of books for Sam. If you haven't heard of this one, October Sky, you might have heard of the movie. Sam really liked the film because it was about a West Virginia boy, Homer Hickam, from a small coal mining town who became a famous author as well as a NASA engineer and helped put West Virginia on the map.
The second book, below, is hunting and fishing tales by famous outdoorsman, Zane Grey.
Sam's gift from us was a recurve bow, for hunting, that he has been wanting.
He was very pleased with it.
He's been practicing with it and he's hoping to at least shoot at a deer or turkey this fall.
Sure was fun to celebrate our oldest. He's such a contributer and a blessing to our home.
We recently went on a late night cat-fishing excursion and did pretty well. Mom (Julie Jones/ typical Jones archive blogger) wanted me (Samuel Jones/ unlikely Jones archive blogger) to put a post on the blog about the adventure. I had a birthday recently and I am sure Mom will be blogging about that whenever she gets the time. Dad wanted to do something special for the occasion and we decided on the annual night fishing trip. We set a date around the fullest moon in August and I prepared our tackle to deal with it. To catch fish that in the Monongahela river can run up to fifty pounds or larger you need to have suitable rods, reels,and line. Bait is essential as well, because the catfish is a nocturnal predator that lies on the bottom while waiting to ambush potential prey. Chicken livers, hotdogs, soap, and night crawlers are all excellent options. To take into account the catfishes bottom feeding nature it is necessary to use weights and fairly large hooks to get the bait to the bottom. We used something similar to the rig below.
Line should be heavy enough to cope with a good sized catfish but light enough to cast well. We were intent on catching two of the three major North American, the channel catfish and the flathead catfish. The former is a widespread resident of most of the united states from Oregon to Maine, and from Minnesota to Texas. Channel catfish average about 1-5 pounds depending on location and anything over 10 pounds is a good fish. They can however reach weights of over fifty pounds. The flathead catfish is also an indigenous North American species and though slightly less widespread than it's cousin the channel it can reach gigantic sizes. Like it's name suggests it has a flattened head designed by God to easily ambush sunfish,suckers, and other prey fish from the bottom. Here is a photo of the world record flathead catfish caught in Kansas.
This particular fish weighed about 123 pounds, although flatheads as large as 139 pounds have been taken illegally. This species is partial to live fish, while the channel is a more eclectic feeder, eating whatever is available. This meant that we needed to collect live bluegills, from a nearby pond for bait. We began the trip with a bit of a fiasco. Dad was fishing for bass with a lure and william was fishing beside him. Dad made a cast and apparently hooked william in the side of his head, just above his ear. The treble hook went in past the barb, making it's removal tricky. We fiddled with it for a few minutes and then decided to drive down to the river and deal with it there. In the end dad cut the hook off of the lure and then cut the other points of the hook off. Then I was able to wiggle it loose and free my afflicted brother. :)
We then proceeded to set up camp on the dock. There are a variety of things that are not necessarily related to catching the fish that are essential when night fishing. I will give you five of the most important. 1. Flashlight. 2. folding chair. 3. paper towels. 4. five gallon bucket. 5. An assortment of good snacks (We bought candy bars, chips, and root beer.) We were beginning to settle in when dad saw a rod tip moving. I picked it up, set the hook and felt a considerable weight on the end. It fought for about 2 or 3 minutes before we could get it close enough to see what it was. We were more than a little surprised to see a decent sized Eastern soft-shell turtle come thrashing to the surface. He had swallowed the hook and was meaner than a rhino with a splinter up his eye. Roughly a foot wide and with very sharp claws, he was more than happy to go back to the river. We were sort of annoyed that our first catch hadn't been a fish but we were encouraged just the same. About an hour later I was changing a weight on one of the rods when a muffled clatter aroused our attention. We turned around just in time to see a rod to flying into the river. That got us a little mad. Here we had sat for over an hour and half and now the first fish had taken the rod with it! But there was nothing to do but fume and move on. We were still berating our ill fortune, when I reeled in another rod to check the bait. Nothing on the home rod but it had hooked the line from the one we had lost. Once berated now elated we hauled in on the line and found the rod first. Then we reeled in the errant fish. It was fat 21 inch channel catfish an a welcome addition to our empty bucket. Much more cheerful we continued our vigil with renewed confidence. Another uneventful 45 minutes had slackened our senses once again when I checked our flathead rod rigged with a bluegill. As I started to reel in I felt the presence of a powerful fish that was not what I had expected. It made a very strong run towards the middle of the river but after about five minutes I was able to get it in to where we could land it. I soon saw that it was a flathead catfish and it felt pretty good to hoist the thrashing six pounds of fish over the edge of the dock. He looked a lot bigger than he was but it was a sweet fish to land.
He was an official 24 inches long though with a 14 inch girth. His rough tooth pads tore up my fingers a little bit and so I would advise you never to believe the average guy when he says that catfish do not have teeth.
We finished out the night with one more channel catfish caught by William and we were tired but happy campers when we got home at 2:00 A. M. Here are some photos of the other fish we caught.
This is the fish that pulled the rod into the water. We called it unanimous and had dad hold it for the picture.
Wills fish was wriggly and it has some mulch on it due to a slight accident as he was holding it for the camera. Not quite as large as the other one but a good deal better looking.
Here they are just minutes from the fillet knife.
To end the night we found a beautiful Luna moth fluttering around in the pantry. It was a male, (evidenced by the large, feathery antennae used for finding females.) roughly five inches across and a light shade of mint green. Very pretty and a highly satisfying way to end a successful catfishing trip. We hit the beds at about 2:45 A. M. and slept in the next morning. Thank the Lord for such a wonderful trip.
The Lord provided a really great bed for the boys' room and we're all really excited about it. We weren't looking for a change yet, but the Lord answered the need before it became urgent and saved us from having to make a quick purchase out of necessity. Right now Elijah is sleeping in the toddler bed that is on the right of the new bunks + trundle. Once we buy a mattress for the top bunk, he will probably start sleeping up there. We hadn't planned on that, but once we set up the beds, the top seemed most suitable for someone small. There is a ladder on the left end of the bed and it's not made to bear the weight of a bigger boy. Also, the top is completely caged in, making it difficult to climb over for a bigger boy and safe enough for a little one.
This is what it looks like with the trundle bed pulled out. Adding this third bed in the set instead of the standard two-person bunk bed leaves the space where Elijah currently sleeps open for our newest boy that we are expecting! There's so many things we love about this bed too. Hurray for this wonderful provision for our family! We have craigslist and a sweet friend who found the ad for us to thank also.
Benjamin and Calvin recently got the opportunity to attend a 4-session basketball camp for free down the road at our local park. We were surprisingly pleased with how organized it was and how much the boys gained from it. (Ben is in the center with blue shorts/white shirt)
The teacher was a grad student at West Virginia University who was trying to fill community service hours for his degree. He spent time with the kids individually showing them what to do.
The boys' skills definitely improved.
Here is Calvin, also in blue shorts/white shirt, in the middle of a game.
The last day of the camp I got a few more pictures of them playing a casual game with one of the instructors.
This was the one picture I got of Calvin making a shot. They each made several baskets while I was watching this game. I was so glad to see them figuring it out!
Everyone benefited from this and the boys brought home a new basketball for each of them. We're grateful that we got to take advantage of the opportunity.
Here are the two requested pictures that I didn't include. We went to the pool yesterday so I was sure to get a couple quick shots. Bron loves, loves her towel. She knows it's hers. :)
Elijah spent about half of the time at the pool wrapped up in his towel because he got himself nice and cold during the first half of our time there. Sorry, Mom, that you can't see the diver because he's standing in front of it. But isn't that towel just the right size for him?
This is just a picture I happened to take and Amelia happened to yawn in the middle of it. :) Obviously she wasn't fully awake yet, but Bronwyn is enjoying the book nonetheless and taking bites of banana while waiting for yawns. Good morning! Start of a new day!