If I’m wearing an apron… Then Mac’s gotta be wearing his apron… And if I cut myself shredding carrots, thus needing a bandaid? A barbie bandaid from my stocking (Thanks Mom!) of course. Then guess who needs one too… Continue reading I just wanna be like Mama!
I love snow. Well, I hate driving it it. My car isn’t winterized and there is some nasty hills here. I let Cowboy with his 4X4 truck do the winter driving! I love that when it snows, like today, I can stay at home and huddle down. Light a big fire, maybe go play outside with Mac. Catch up on some chores. And snow day food! Oh yum… Hot chocolate Soups and Stews Maybe marshmallows over the fire? Best of all is the cuddles, they always seem to be better on a snow day 🙂 Mac’s first experience with snow … Continue reading White Wonder
My Poppa (Maternal Grandfather) has short term memory loss. He’s always in pain. Doesn’t remember a new person. Doesn’t remember to put on clean clothes. (But my Dad says he never did before anyways!) But…he is the only one who can tell my three sisters and I apart on the phone, first try When Cowboy and I told him and my Grandma I was pregnant,(and 16) he got up right away, gave me a big hug, and said, “Well you know we’ll be behind you 100% of the way”. Isn’t that crazy how a man who has forgotten the social … Continue reading Teach ’em young
Say Whaaat? My son was proudly born at home, in water. The suggested birth tub by our midwife is a kiddie pool that our local home hardware stocks specifically for this! Apparently an actual birth tub is bigger and a hot water tank can’t always fill it. Also, a birthing tub costs $150+, where as ours was $40! And we got a sweet pool our of the deal. When it came time to decide where our son would be born, I said HOSPITAL! Our hospital has a birthing tub, and was 15 minutes away from home, we felt good about … Continue reading My Son was born in a Kiddie Pool
While trying to find a picture that someone represented Valentines day, or Love, all I found was pictures of teeny fish we never actually ate, Four great-grand children laying together A cute little Squirrel My Stepdad and I milking, with Poppa holding the kicker rope. We don’t usually have a kicker rope, but she had a sore udder and thought it was a fantastic idea to kick the bucket on a regular basis. The kicker rope gets pulled tight around their abdomen, in front of the udder, right tight in the hip socket. For some reason, this helps. … Continue reading Happy Valentines Day!