Tuesday night called for a celebration. Every once in a great while we get all the ladies from work together for a wine night. We call it a “Shady Ladies” night….not, in fact, because we are shady (99 percent of us are married with children, or have children, or are just married), but because the supper club we work at is called Shady Beach.
Alex is going to be mad when she sees these pictures, but oh well… (she and her mom, Terri, had to come after an exercise class).
As we were all drinking our Chardonnay, Mascato, Shiraz, and Riesling we got on the topic of farming. Everyone is still baffled I ended up on the farm, and even more perplexed that I actually help out with some projects. (Just as a side note- I never have actually put the milkers on a cow. When I go to help Ryan I am the utter dipper and cow pusher…for a lack of better words).
The honest to goodness truth in how I am able to do it….is my boots! For some reason when I put those suckers on I feel like I could tackle anything. I’m not afraid of a little poop, or walking through the yard and stepping on a toad or a snake. They give me my farmhand superpowers.
Dan and I went to pick eggs this morning from the chickens. One of them was especially friendly.
Daniel was very proud of his egg.
DTM has been getting reacquainted with his bouncer lately. He used to absolutely despise it. Now he doesn’t seem to mind it so much in moderation…he even fell asleep in it one day.
Dan has also been working hard at standing on more non-mobile objects. He is up to the bathtub, couch, dishwasher door when down, boxes, and a couple other choice objects.
Favorite newest “used” find… I found this little pumpkin thing.. I don’t even know what it’s meant for but I put a tea light in there and I love it! I light it every night. I’m going through candles like crazy.
Better get going. I smell a very stinky diaper on the run!
Two days ago we welcomed a new couple on the farm. We are pleased to introduce Johnny and Tracy. They are miniature donkeys. These two sweethearts are lovers…not to each other, of course. They are brothers. Gross.
They cried for attention when we were working in the garden digging up potatoes… which is my new favorite pastime by the way. It’s so fun digging in the dirt not really knowing exactly where there might be some buried treasures. You have to be extra careful not to stab the shovel into the goods so you have to strategically dig. I know it’s lame.
Daniel rolled around in the grass while dad and I did surgery on the garden to remove the potatoes.
Within the last few days there have been a violent shift in weather. We went from 86 one day to 57 the next. I hope old lady fall decides to stick around. We are definitely ready for sweats, hot chocolate, comfort food, and electric blankets in this house.
Last night I made home-made pretzels for supper. DTM even decided he wanted to try one. It was his first solid food. Not that he technically ate it. He more slobbered on it, poked it and lost interest in it.
Yes I realize these pictures are terrible..and yes, please do sign me up for mother of the year. I did notice Dan has applesauce down his shirt, sleep in his eyes, and freakishly long finger nails. (No worries. They were trimmed this morning.)
Until about ten minutes ago, Daniel was engaged in mid-morning nap. Something we have not had the liberty to enjoy in that last few weeks. He got so comfy with his bottle all wrapped up in the electric blanket he dozed off. Which was both nice and not-so nice for me. Everyone loves a sleeping baby, but he was hogging the blanket. I fortunately fanaggled a corner without waking him up. (Seriously folks. It is freezing in this house. Last time I checked it was 60 degrees. This makes it hard for a cold-blooded momma and a baby who despises socks.)
One last tidbit of information. Dan is now pulling himself up to stand in his crib! Very exciting, I know. It will be even more exciting when he knows how to scoot over to the edge and do it without being encouraged.
What happens when he forgets to hang on to the rail…
Have a great day friends!
After being up with Daniel on and off all night this is going to be a short one. Saturday afternoon was spent at Jack and Jill park with friends for a birthday. Calvin turned five and it was some event.
Daniel got to spend some quality time with his new friend Sawyer. Sawyer is a month younger than Dan. They were fast friends…minus the slapping and hair pulling. Daniel did sneak in for a kiss at the end of the party though. I wish I could have caught that on camera.
The last few days have been interesting to say the least. Daniel has the crawling business down, and I have very mixed emotions about it. On one hand I am pumped and ecstatic that he has reached this huge milestone. On the other hand I’m nervous and a little sad my baby is growing up so fast. I had my first wakeup call when I was busy in the kitchen with dishes and Daniel went missing. I felt my heart in my throat and my face redden. I ran into the next room and found him sitting next to one of Ryan’s plants….it was snapped in half.
Static hair from crawling around on the carpet.
This week we have been trying to acclimate the kittens to the house. (Great timing considering we will be gone for a whole week soon). Not an easy job with a curious, loud baby. He screams and squeals at them and they run trembling. I have dreams Daniel and one of the kitties will be great friends one day. I have visions of them snuggling at nap time.
Yesterday allowed for a walk through town (while Ryan shopped for groceries the grocery store is way too cold for me and DTM). It was lovely. It reminded me of everything I love about town. My dad lives on the best street. It is lined with huge trees that touch in the middle of the road. I love walking down fifth street around six or seven in the evening. Families are together and you can hear them through the windows. The smell of supper lingers in the air as you walk by, 90 percent of the time someone is barbecuing. You can hear the meat sizzle along with children laughing and screaming…the sense of camaraderie is amazing on fifth street this time of year.
We also were able to whip up a batch of fire-roasted salsa yesterday from our garden goodies. (Thanks to Ryan’s mom Carrie and Sister Raeann). I definitely need to work on my green thumb for next year.
Time to run. I’ll leave you with pictures of some scentsy presents Dan and I recently received. They rock, I love them!