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| City Speech Meet 2012 Caleb has advanced to the speech meet and he is thrilled! I got to see his last round of speeches yesterday and was so impressed! He did such a great job! So glad that he worked so hard and is advancing. Okay, to be completely honest, I am not really looking forward to spending an entire Saturday waiting in a crowded room with tons of people, for many hours, but he is so excited! Way to go Caleb! |
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Speech meet 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Baby, Baby Babies!
Our cat had kittens! They are so tiny! I never have seen baby cats before, and was amazed at their tininess! So fun.
And just for kicks and giggles, Diane brought us two baby ducks. Our lone duck needs some company, so these will have to do!
As Emma says...."They're so fluffy I'm gonna die!"
Friday, April 27, 2012
Hey Good Lookin'
It's that time!
Time for the recital
Emma is tapping to "Hey Goodlookin'"
Getting ready!
Her eyes! seriously! So darling!
Here's the costume!
(When I took her picture, she said "I want to love the tree when you take my picture." uh-oh, we have a tree hugger! )
Flowers after the show
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Baby Saaneen Goats
Got the goats Monday, "Zippy" had her baby boy Wednesday when the kids got home from school. It was really cool! This was the first goat we have had born with ears! He is so cute! His name?
"Yoda"
...of course, it has to be! Look at those ears!
Sad update about this little guy.
He was doing so well Wednesday night, up walking and eating. Then Thursday he wouldn't stand, we bottle fed him, and got him walking again and nursing, went to bed and woke up Friday to Caleb bringing him in to the house. He was so limp. We quickly went out to feed him, we force fed him, but he never did recover. He died in Caleb's arms. Caleb was so sad! It was so hard for us, especially after watching him born. Such a sad life lesson. One second he was breathing, the next second he wasn't. We buried him after school. Oh! the lessons a farm teaches you.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Some Days Are Hard!
I realize that many of my trials I bring on myself, so least you think I am complaining, please know that this is just an observation that was enlightening to me yesterday, and not a complaint of how things occured...and really, I have no one to blame but myself...that said, it was still a really, really hard day.
I have been looking for goats for a while now and came across some on craig's list. The problem was the whole herd needed to go. The timing worked out that Monday was the day that I could go pick them up. The kids were so excited and so I told them I would check them out of school to get them....Enter problem two! I was babysitting a little boy (Lindon- 3 mo.) and so I had two babies that couldn't walk. No big deal though, what is one more when there would already be 6. I called the school to have the kids meet me out front since I didn't want to haul the babies in.
I was a little nervous to drive the truck pulling the trailer, not that I haven't done it before, just that It is not something I do everyday, and was aware of how huge it was and how long I would be. Ryan had left the trailer hooked up from when we went to get the pigs (thank you Diede's for letting us borrow the trailer). So I didn't have to hook it up, just fill the truck with kids and take off.
I was so nervous about the trailer and meeting the lady at the right place that I didn't even check the gas. Ryan is such a worrier about gas though, that I usually don't have to worry about it, and he usually informs me when the car I will be driving is getting low. He never said anything and the thought never crossed my mind...until I started following this lady to her house...Oh my! She lived out in the middle of nowhere. When we just kept going and going, I thought about the gas and looked. Sure enough! Almost empty.
After loading the goats and getting the babies reloaded and getting Caleb situated holding the little goat who had a broken leg, we started for home. We prayed that we would make it. We went mostly uphill to get to her house, so I prayed that we could coast back into Belt. No such luck. We died halfway up the last hill before the town of Belt. Had we made it to the top we could have coasted into town and I could have a least walked to get some gas, but we didn't, and I didn't know where in the world I was, or that I was only a mile from Belt.
Luckily there was a farm house right by where we stalled, and I left the kids in the truck, took Annalee (for protection) and walked up to the farm house. I saw a man in the yard and walked up to him. His first words "Where did you come from?" After explaining, he called his boss and with much persuasion talked his boss into giving me a ride into Belt. From the way they talked, I thought it was a long way to go still.
I ended up hitching a ride with this crotchety old man who was totally put out! What makes it even worse though, is that when we got to town, I had left my purse in the truck and had no cash on me. Yep, that's how I roll! So we had to head back to the truck, then back into town.
Funny thing was, the longer we were in the car, the more we talked, the softer he got. By the end, he was not a prickly cactus, just a prickly porcipine, there was soft under there I could see, just hard to get to.
After we got gas, and I thanked him greatly, I said "sorry for the detour in your day," and he half smiled...only half though.
We got home just in time to dress Emma for dance and leave again. This time, Ryan was home, and I left everyone with him...Well, I took Annalee because she was ready to eat and Mara and Emma, but the majority stayed and I left the little guy, so only one baby.
When I got home, It was 7:00pm, and goats still needed to be cared for and dinner still made, and at 8:30 we finally ate.
Like I said, hard day, the lesson I learned...the same one I have been learning for a while now. I may be woman and you may be able to hear me roar, but it is much more fun to roar with Ryan by my side! I used to think nothing of running off on my own with the kids in tow...now whether I am getting old, or outnumbered,I don't know, but I do know it is getting harder, and Ryan makes things go so much smoother. Love him, and his enduring patience with me....
Grateful for my life and the trials it brings, the lessons I learn and the people I meet...even when it is hard!
I have been looking for goats for a while now and came across some on craig's list. The problem was the whole herd needed to go. The timing worked out that Monday was the day that I could go pick them up. The kids were so excited and so I told them I would check them out of school to get them....Enter problem two! I was babysitting a little boy (Lindon- 3 mo.) and so I had two babies that couldn't walk. No big deal though, what is one more when there would already be 6. I called the school to have the kids meet me out front since I didn't want to haul the babies in.
I was a little nervous to drive the truck pulling the trailer, not that I haven't done it before, just that It is not something I do everyday, and was aware of how huge it was and how long I would be. Ryan had left the trailer hooked up from when we went to get the pigs (thank you Diede's for letting us borrow the trailer). So I didn't have to hook it up, just fill the truck with kids and take off.
I was so nervous about the trailer and meeting the lady at the right place that I didn't even check the gas. Ryan is such a worrier about gas though, that I usually don't have to worry about it, and he usually informs me when the car I will be driving is getting low. He never said anything and the thought never crossed my mind...until I started following this lady to her house...Oh my! She lived out in the middle of nowhere. When we just kept going and going, I thought about the gas and looked. Sure enough! Almost empty.
After loading the goats and getting the babies reloaded and getting Caleb situated holding the little goat who had a broken leg, we started for home. We prayed that we would make it. We went mostly uphill to get to her house, so I prayed that we could coast back into Belt. No such luck. We died halfway up the last hill before the town of Belt. Had we made it to the top we could have coasted into town and I could have a least walked to get some gas, but we didn't, and I didn't know where in the world I was, or that I was only a mile from Belt.
Luckily there was a farm house right by where we stalled, and I left the kids in the truck, took Annalee (for protection) and walked up to the farm house. I saw a man in the yard and walked up to him. His first words "Where did you come from?" After explaining, he called his boss and with much persuasion talked his boss into giving me a ride into Belt. From the way they talked, I thought it was a long way to go still.
I ended up hitching a ride with this crotchety old man who was totally put out! What makes it even worse though, is that when we got to town, I had left my purse in the truck and had no cash on me. Yep, that's how I roll! So we had to head back to the truck, then back into town.
Funny thing was, the longer we were in the car, the more we talked, the softer he got. By the end, he was not a prickly cactus, just a prickly porcipine, there was soft under there I could see, just hard to get to.
After we got gas, and I thanked him greatly, I said "sorry for the detour in your day," and he half smiled...only half though.
We got home just in time to dress Emma for dance and leave again. This time, Ryan was home, and I left everyone with him...Well, I took Annalee because she was ready to eat and Mara and Emma, but the majority stayed and I left the little guy, so only one baby.
When I got home, It was 7:00pm, and goats still needed to be cared for and dinner still made, and at 8:30 we finally ate.
Like I said, hard day, the lesson I learned...the same one I have been learning for a while now. I may be woman and you may be able to hear me roar, but it is much more fun to roar with Ryan by my side! I used to think nothing of running off on my own with the kids in tow...now whether I am getting old, or outnumbered,I don't know, but I do know it is getting harder, and Ryan makes things go so much smoother. Love him, and his enduring patience with me....
Grateful for my life and the trials it brings, the lessons I learn and the people I meet...even when it is hard!
Monday, April 9, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Silly Emma
Silly Emma insisted on wearing these pajama bottoms that are really too big! When I told her they wouldn't work because they were too big, she showed me just how wrong I was....See, they fit!
This girl would do great in a neighborhood, but I would never see her.So for that I am glad that we live in the country! She had such a great time at grandma's house though. She went outside and found friends. It was a little nerve racking for me since I am used to her going outside and playing in our yard with no neighbors, or other houses for her to go into. Good thing I still know most of the neighbors in my parents neighborhood.
This girl would do great in a neighborhood, but I would never see her.So for that I am glad that we live in the country! She had such a great time at grandma's house though. She went outside and found friends. It was a little nerve racking for me since I am used to her going outside and playing in our yard with no neighbors, or other houses for her to go into. Good thing I still know most of the neighbors in my parents neighborhood.
Love this picture of her with the umbrella!
Maughan's Easter Egg Hunt
The kids all needed dental check-ups and Caleb and Noah needed some baby teeth pulled, so we got to go to Utah for spring break. We wish Ryan could have come. Mara was very concerned about leaving him in Montana alone for Easter.While I was there, I taught an oils class and saturday we had a egg hunt at Grandma and Grandpa Maughan's.
Lagoon Trail
Saturday, while waiting for the easter festivities to begin, we (those pictured above) took a jaunt and went on the Lagoon trail. We had a great time and only ended up carrying Emma the last block...what troopers they all were...even Cooper!
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