Happiness

hap·pi·ness   [hap-ee-nis] –noun
1. the quality or state of being happy.
2. good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy.

—Synonyms
pleasure, joy, exhilaration, bliss, contentedness, delight, enjoyment, satisfaction.

A recent post I read here by ‘the pioneer woman‘ had asked readers to submit their favorite ‘happiness’ photos. So after looking through my own photos, to try to see what I might submit if I were to comply, I decided to make my own post with my own photos that stir in my own heart such emotions of pleasure, joy, exhilaration,bliss, contentment, and joy : ) We received a digital camera for the Christmas when I was pregnant with the twins, so most captured memories we have are after that point. I tagged almost 100 photos that made me smile and cry and rejoice with memories as I was going through our pictures on iPhoto. But, I narrowed it down to just these 30 so my own post would not be overwhelming : )



this is picture #31. I just added this photo because of a request from Nonnie.
yep – the pure delight Halle displays here as she is jumping with joy and expressing utmost delight in this moment of kite-lifting bliss is most summed up by one word, “happiness.” And it makes me happy every time I look at this precious moment : )

a missionary detective

Halle told me she wants to be a missionary detective, and if you read on, I think you will agree that her reasoning behind the catchy job title is rather clever (and as her very delighted momma, I would go as far to say it is actually quite brilliant)

She has often told me many times how much she desires to be a missionary and tell people about Jesus. There is still no change in her hopes in that area, it is just now she has a new bent to her identification. With all the Box Car Children books and Nancy Drew books she reads, she loves the idea of detectives solving mysteries. And her thought is that folks who do not know about Jesus see the Bible and the Gospel as a mystery, something they just don’t understand. So…. by being a missionary detective, she can help them to solve that mystery and bring them knowledge of the truth!

I just love her sweet little mind and the heart she has for sharing the Good News!!!

a whiz bang of a weekend

So this is how the blog post will go. Pictures first. And then, if you are curious, you can read more below (and I mean read a lot more because I tend to be wordy and I often don’t hold back on posting lenghthy blogs…)

Rob is building a whiz bang chicken plucker for our friends, the Rabons, for their first round of poultry processing. After the chicken has been killed, and dipped in scalding water, this is the device that will QUICKLY remove all the feathers!

Halle is checking out the assembly process

At the Rabons house and ready to help with the processing. These chickens are 8 weeks old and have lived their whole life being grain fed and in the fresh open air on lake front property – poultry living doesn’t get much better than that!

The girls are waiting around pre-processing,
wondering if this is something they really want to stick around to see

Photos of the actual killing won’t be posted here,
but they can be sent to anyone upon their request : )
This is just a picture of the processing area used after the chickens are no longer living
from left to right: the pots to scald the chicken in to loosen up the feathers
the whiz bang chicken plucker that removes all the feathers in a matter of seconds
the stainless steal table where the evisceration takes place

and DO click <here> for the you tube of the chicken plucker!

You have got to see this!!



our friend Brie Rabon is quickly becoming quite the master and teacher of poultry evisceration

By the 4th chicken, I finally got the hang of it!

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So what do you do when the chickens have been processed
and are chillin’ (literally) on some ice in the coolers,
waiting for rigor mortis to subside?
Well, if you are on a lake and have a boat, you go tubing!!

Halle and Ella Rabon

switching tubers

Dee, Ian Rabon, and Gracie get a turn

Now after skimming through the pictures, if you are still interested to know what in the world we were up to apart from whizzing the girls around on a tube, then do read on…



It mostly started with the movie Food, INC. . If you have not seen this, it is a must for your viewing! And not because it is entertaining and wonderful (nope, those are not words to describe this…) instead it is quite disturbing and the contents will be (excuse the pun) hard to digest. But even though you need to be forewarned, it is still something that all should see, because it is essential for raising awareness of the state of our nation’s food industry! Seriously, you need to watch this!! It is a documentary-like film that “Reveals surprising—and often shocking truths—about what we eat, how it’s produced, who we have become as a nation and where we are going from here.” One of the “good” farmers represented, one that models and promotes a better way, is Joel Salatin. This is a guy who “believes that the Creator’s design is still the best pattern for the biological world” and he “invites like-minded folks to join in the farm’s mission: to develop emotionally, economically, environmentally enhancing agricultural enterprises and facilitate their duplication throughout the world.” And they continue to push for environmentally-friendly farming practices. One of the points made for us (who are the consumers) is that with every dollar we spend on food, we are essentially making a vote of what we are in support of in how our food is processed. After watching, I am certain you will want to make many changes in what you allow your grocery money to purchase for your family.

It can be discouraging that making necessary changes that promote a better way of consuming food can be rather costly. And it is unfortunate that living in a subdivision with HOA rules and regulations means we are unable to really do any of our own processing when it comes to eggs, dairy, and meat. So we are left to finding other means apart from the industrialized food market that are not budget-friendly. But fortunately, we have friends nearby that can do their own processing!! And their first attempt at backyard poultry processing is what we were called on to be a part of last weekend.

Our friends the Rabons purchased cornish cross chickens (for $1 each, I think) so that they could raise them and process them in a humane manner; and all the while controlling the chickens intake, ensuring they were raised without animal by-products or hormones. They have very much adopted Joel Salatin’s outlook on it all (a farmer referenced in food, inc) and you can read more about that vision <here>. We were so thankful that we were able to be apart of it and know that there will be future processing weekends to come. It is so rewarding to know you played a positive role in determining the quality of your food and knowing exactly where it came from.

Someday, The Van Vleets WILL live on acres of land with our own hormone free dairy cows, laying hens, broiler chickens, and organic gardens and pesticide free grain fields (oh and I need to have my running trails in there, too)! Wouldn’t that just be amazing!!! But for now, we are so blessed to have friends that live close by who can help better educate us in the agrarian ways and allow us to profit in the way of living and food consumption they are striving towards.

Thank you Rabon family for a great weekend : ) we love you guys and hope you stay nearby!!

tooth fairy, you’re fired!

Last Friday, April 30th, Halle finally lost her first tooth! Since she is almost seven and half years old, it is about time!

Halle knows there is no tooth fairy (see ** below) , but we still have a great amount of fun pretending to believe she/he is out there. Halle very much enjoys the idea that she will be receiving something of worth if she leaves the tooth under her pillow (regardless of who gave it to her….). But the first night with a missing tooth, we came home late from our weekly neighbor-night and ALL OF US (Halle, too) forgot to put her tooth under the pillow. The next night, we were out of town and did not bring the tooth with us. So three nights later, Halle and Rob are finally able to put the tooth under her pillow and get it ready for the tooth fairy. But the next morning, Halle is saddened to find her tooth was still under her pillow and thus no monetary exchange had taken place. And so she came into my room with the following question.
“Mom, you forgot didn’t you?” she asked with a pouty, yet forgiving smile.
“Oh sweet baby,” I replied with much regret at my negligence. “That tooth fairy DID forget! And I know for a fact that she is terribly sorry!! I think we need to write her a note, something to remind her.”

So that is what Halle did. While I was doing reading lessons with Dee, she sat down to write that tooth fairy a note.

Dear Tooth fairy, my tooth is under my pillow
please leave 10 dollars
♥ Halle ♥ P.S. I hope that the
fairy queen is very happy with you!

That night I taped the note to a shelf beside her bed and had Halle confirm (with words) that the tooth was indeed still under her pillow. Then the very next morning, as soon as I got up, I went into her room with $2 (not $10 – nice try Halle) and a flash light. Because Halle sleeps with 10+ stuffed animals and dolls surrounding her and always has an abundance of these silk squares plus many many books that are constantly strewn about her head while she sleeps, I knew I had a difficult task before me. Retrieving the tooth and replacing it with money would be a challenge, but I really had confidence in my abilities to go in and out without waking a sleeping child. But once I started the process of trying to maneuver my arm in a stealth-like manner amidst all her belongings, I realized how tricky this was going to be and the uncontrollable giggling started up; I could not keep myself from laughing out loud. This of course woke Halle up, but she just rolled over and grinned at me. She told me, “I knew it was going to be you” and she then informed me (a little past the time such information would have been helpful to my mission) that the tooth was under the pillow at the FOOT of her bed, NOT under her head. OOPS!!! That just made me laugh harder and Halle had to advise me that I should quiet down, otherwise I would wake up Gracie. What a sweet girl!! All I could do at that point was to continue with my duty as a tooth fairy. I put the money under her pillow, kissed her and had her roll over back to sleep, and took the tooth out from the correct pillow. Then I left the room without the feeling of triumph I had hoped would redeem myself from the prior night’s mishap of forgetfulness.

My lesson learned is this. Next tooth, Rob will play the part of tooth fairy!

** In our house we just pretend to believe in characters like Santa Claus, The Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, etc… The girls know that none of them are real in today’s world, but we have a grand time “pretending” they are. With this approach, nothing is lost from the fantasy of it all and they do a great job at protecting the truth from other children that might not know. And most importantly, they never have to go through the unpleasant discovery that their parents had been dishonest with them about something so important to them; as maintaining a relationship of trust is so important to us!