Carly is into names and relationships. She wants to know what everyone's name is and how they are related - example: "What is Maggie's middle name? Is she my big sister or my little sister?"
Well...Maggie is the dog, she is registered so her middle name is Mae "Her middle name is "Mae". Maggie is older than her but she is bigger than Maggie. "Maggie is your big sister"
"I like her being my sister, she has blonde hair like me."
The minds of children!
The other day Carly and I went on an adventure to check baby calves with my step dad - Mark. She wanted to know the baby calf's name. Mark told her it was "George". She was happy with that and on occasion asks to go see "George". We will probably have to have a heifer or cow named George until she is old enough to understand that baby calf George will be sent to sale in a few months.
Monday we went to check calves again - there was a brand new one and Mark gave it an "ear ring" which is just a numbered tag and you write down in a book which cow the calf belongs to for record keeping purposes.
After giving the calf the "ear ring" Carly asked Mark what the calf's name was. He said "George" she said "no, there is already a George" so Mark smiled and said "How about Paul"
My daughter thought that was a great name and waved bye-bye to Paul.
If the next calf is named John or Ringo I will no be surprised.
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Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Monday, April 29, 2013
Trippin' 2013
That time of year again, Senior Trip!! WOOOOO!! (did you feel the sarcasm?)
I enjoy planning the trip but not necessarily going on it. It is simply because I am a worrier....like a MEGA WORRIER. I worry that a kid didn't put on sunscreen, or she will over sleep, or he will sneak to the qwikie mart to get a Dr. Pepper and be kidnapped, I worry that someone will mess up and I will have to call parents to come get them.
Not because they are bad kids, they are really, truly good kids, but the worry is because of follow through. I follow through on my consequences and those consequences can be harsh.
This trip we didn't even have to remind them of the consequences after we got there...we just went and did and enjoyed.
Dallas was good to us, minus the ridiculous road construction that made me want to scratch my eyes out...it took us 47 minutes to go 6.3 miles to the MALL, oh and the lady down stairs. She called the front desk at 2 am to tell them the kids were being too loud. One of them had gotten up to go to the bathroom and flushed the toilet. Anyways - we switched rooms and all was well.
The JFK memorial was neat to see, this group of kids found it interesting, we also went to the Dallas World Aquarium, Six Flags, USA Bowl, Adventure Landing and Zero Gravity.
We ate at Rudy's BBQ which is inside a gas station and reminds me of Oklahoma Joe's in Kansas City and we also ate at the Iron Cactus, it was beautiful on the rooftop patio where we ate.
The hubs went too and I think he enjoyed himself. I enjoyed his company as did the students, he provided lots of comic relief and another set of eyes and ears.
I enjoy planning the trip but not necessarily going on it. It is simply because I am a worrier....like a MEGA WORRIER. I worry that a kid didn't put on sunscreen, or she will over sleep, or he will sneak to the qwikie mart to get a Dr. Pepper and be kidnapped, I worry that someone will mess up and I will have to call parents to come get them.
Not because they are bad kids, they are really, truly good kids, but the worry is because of follow through. I follow through on my consequences and those consequences can be harsh.
This trip we didn't even have to remind them of the consequences after we got there...we just went and did and enjoyed.
Dallas was good to us, minus the ridiculous road construction that made me want to scratch my eyes out...it took us 47 minutes to go 6.3 miles to the MALL, oh and the lady down stairs. She called the front desk at 2 am to tell them the kids were being too loud. One of them had gotten up to go to the bathroom and flushed the toilet. Anyways - we switched rooms and all was well.
The JFK memorial was neat to see, this group of kids found it interesting, we also went to the Dallas World Aquarium, Six Flags, USA Bowl, Adventure Landing and Zero Gravity.
We ate at Rudy's BBQ which is inside a gas station and reminds me of Oklahoma Joe's in Kansas City and we also ate at the Iron Cactus, it was beautiful on the rooftop patio where we ate.
The hubs went too and I think he enjoyed himself. I enjoyed his company as did the students, he provided lots of comic relief and another set of eyes and ears.
Monday, February 18, 2013
That's a Chicken!
The super bowl was great wasn't it?
What you didn't have fun?
I did...had breakfast with the cutest kid ever, played with Mags, went to church, went to a fabric store because they had $1.00 fat quarters, came home, took a nap, made a corn n macaroni casserole, went to a super bowl party, did some for-reals college homework, graded some student homework, laundry, bed.
Back up...you went to a fabric store for fat quarters...what the heck are those?
Fat quarters are a fourth of a yard of fabric but instead of the fabric being cut into four even "strips", the yard of fabric is divided into four quarters...giving it a nearly square appearance.
This is a big deal?
YES, fat quarters are typically between $1.75-$3.00...these were ONE DOLLAR!! (Do you feel like you were just in an episode of Sheldon Cooper Presents Fun with Flags on The Big Bang Theory..'cause you should!)
This little adventure with my mom, grandma, and Carly was the highlight of my super bowl...Paul Harvey's "Why God Made Farmers" was a close second.
We have been talking about farm animals and wouldn't you know it - 5 minutes into shopping at the fabric store Carly decided she was bored. SURPRISE!! Luckily there was another little girl there and they had so much fun running in between tables and undertables and trying to knock down 70 year old women and break their hips...fun was had by all.
Finally I corralled my heathen and took her over to look at the cool wall hangings that looked like this...
I pointed to one similar to the above picture and asked her what it was..."K-State Wildcats, Mama" and without missing a beat she pointed to the next one and proudly said...."That's a Chicken!" Oh yes. The KU wall hanging, she thought, included a chicken.
What you didn't have fun?
I did...had breakfast with the cutest kid ever, played with Mags, went to church, went to a fabric store because they had $1.00 fat quarters, came home, took a nap, made a corn n macaroni casserole, went to a super bowl party, did some for-reals college homework, graded some student homework, laundry, bed.
Back up...you went to a fabric store for fat quarters...what the heck are those?
Fat quarters are a fourth of a yard of fabric but instead of the fabric being cut into four even "strips", the yard of fabric is divided into four quarters...giving it a nearly square appearance.
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This is a big deal?
YES, fat quarters are typically between $1.75-$3.00...these were ONE DOLLAR!! (Do you feel like you were just in an episode of Sheldon Cooper Presents Fun with Flags on The Big Bang Theory..'cause you should!)
This little adventure with my mom, grandma, and Carly was the highlight of my super bowl...Paul Harvey's "Why God Made Farmers" was a close second.
We have been talking about farm animals and wouldn't you know it - 5 minutes into shopping at the fabric store Carly decided she was bored. SURPRISE!! Luckily there was another little girl there and they had so much fun running in between tables and undertables and trying to knock down 70 year old women and break their hips...fun was had by all.
Finally I corralled my heathen and took her over to look at the cool wall hangings that looked like this...
I pointed to one similar to the above picture and asked her what it was..."K-State Wildcats, Mama" and without missing a beat she pointed to the next one and proudly said...."That's a Chicken!" Oh yes. The KU wall hanging, she thought, included a chicken.
Close enough.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Plans and Choices
First you make plans then you make choices to either see the plans through, change the plans or ditch the plans.
I planned on marrying off my best friend, blogging twice a week, sorting out the basement, cleaning the stuff you don't do each week unless you are my grandma or Heloise (baseboards, windows, behind the fridge, etc) organizing the house, rearranging the bedroom, loosing 5 pounds, going on morning walks with Carly, canning bushels of tomatoes, salsa, and pasta sauce among other lofty goals of the summer.
I chose to clean out 2 totes in the basement, reorganize the cabinet with the pans in it, canned 15 pints of salsa 25 quarts of salsa or pasta sauce with my SIL, made 2 quart baggies of sun dried tomatoes, froze a gallon bag of basil, let the garden go a week ago. Spent a lot of time on short walks, spent a lot more time watering the garden, and a lot more on the living room floor playing with Carly or with the girls and their kids. I only got the baseboards wiped down!
And of course Kelly made a beautiful bride and we had a great weekend!
There were lots of things on my list to do and a few got done, but we made a lot more memories. So I suppose it is only fitting that a week and a half before school begins I start blogging again....such is life. So I leave you with a few pictures of my summer!
Carly loved putting Daddy's change in her piggy bank.
Thank you Daddy and Maggie for putting up the swing set!
Ellie and Carly taking turns in the car on the 4th of July.
All the kids enjoying the BBQ!
Becca and Carly playing on the new swing set.
And having a sleep over!!
Carly is really into silverware right now. She needs a fork or spoon for everything. This is cereal, with a splash of milk and a "Bid poon" aka a big spoon which is just a regular spoon but she doesn't want her kid sized ones anymore.
I planned on marrying off my best friend, blogging twice a week, sorting out the basement, cleaning the stuff you don't do each week unless you are my grandma or Heloise (baseboards, windows, behind the fridge, etc) organizing the house, rearranging the bedroom, loosing 5 pounds, going on morning walks with Carly, canning bushels of tomatoes, salsa, and pasta sauce among other lofty goals of the summer.
I chose to clean out 2 totes in the basement, reorganize the cabinet with the pans in it, canned 15 pints of salsa 25 quarts of salsa or pasta sauce with my SIL, made 2 quart baggies of sun dried tomatoes, froze a gallon bag of basil, let the garden go a week ago. Spent a lot of time on short walks, spent a lot more time watering the garden, and a lot more on the living room floor playing with Carly or with the girls and their kids. I only got the baseboards wiped down!
And of course Kelly made a beautiful bride and we had a great weekend!
There were lots of things on my list to do and a few got done, but we made a lot more memories. So I suppose it is only fitting that a week and a half before school begins I start blogging again....such is life. So I leave you with a few pictures of my summer!
Thank you Daddy and Maggie for putting up the swing set!
Ellie and Carly taking turns in the car on the 4th of July.
All the kids enjoying the BBQ!
Becca and Carly playing on the new swing set.
And having a sleep over!!
Carly is really into silverware right now. She needs a fork or spoon for everything. This is cereal, with a splash of milk and a "Bid poon" aka a big spoon which is just a regular spoon but she doesn't want her kid sized ones anymore.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Reference Point
Some of my friends who have not seen Carly lately have been asking "How big is she now?" Well friends, she's about as tall as my mom's toilet. How's that for a reference point?? HAHA!!
She also thinks she has to have a coat or jacket on at all times. I should feel lucky that she likes to put it on but mostly it's just irritating when she gets to hot or when she wants to wear someone's jacket besides her own, like she his here. I have let her run around in just a diaper and a jacket before.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Nothing Exciting
I decided that nothing TRULY exciting happens in my life. It is just a bunch of random stuff that makes for a pretty crazy story.
Like Christmas morning for example... Cody and I stayed at my mom's the night before since we were at the farm for Christmas eve. We all woke up late and in order for us to get to Cody's mom's we were not able to go do stockings at the farm we just rushed home and changed real quick. We headed our usual way, no it had not be graded yet and we didn't expect it to be, we also didn't expect there to be such a gigantic snow drift just around the corner, he tried to stop but we were already in it and it was downhill so when we tried to go in reverse we would go only 2 feet and then we couldn't go any more. So Cody decided it wasn't so deep just two feet ahead, he pulled forward a little tried to reverse and it worked! So he backed up as far as he could (about 4 feet was all) gunned it and POOF stuck in a snow drift! We called Cody's friend J. and he came (with girlfriend in tow) to help. Then he got stuck because he slowed down too much. So we called Cody's friend S. who got stuck in the drift also. Then Cody's friend J. called his little brother B. B came barreling down the road at 50 from the opposite direction in his big ole diesel crew cab something or other, hit the snow bank shooting snow from all directions in to the air (it was really pretty looked like a glittery snow globe) and his truck lurched to a stop with all 4 wheels still spinning. Angry with B, J violently and rapidly removed himself from his truck. Cody jumped out and ran after him, I was on the phone with J's girlfriend. Due to the positions of both J and Cody's trucks I could not see the skirmish that was about to follow but J's girlfriend gave me the play by play. J and B did not end up throwing punches but the words that were said are not those that should be repeated (YIKES!). B and his two friends were making some phone calls to find people with tractors who could come get us. Now my step-grandfather lives just 3 miles from this location but due to his age and terrible balance we all opted to not call him. If he ever found out he would be very sad but we didn't want to get an old man out in that much blustery snow and ice. Back to the story at hand, Cody and I were sitting in the truck listening to Christmas carols, I was singing along and Cody was singing all the country songs he know trying to drown me and the cheerful ballad about being romantically snowed in when all of a sudden we see B and his two friends running full speed to the hay shelter 100 yards off the road. I turn to Cody to ask what they were doing when the color drained out of his face...he muttered that he thought there may be a tractor in there. My eyes brightened (we had been stuck for 2 hrs already) and his darkened. I am sure he was upset that he hadn't made the realization first but he perked up when we saw a puff of black smoke escape out the side of the hay shelter just before the front end of an old Oliver appeared. It took just 15 minutes to get Cody and I, J and B out. We rushed to Cody's mom's and then to the next two Christmas' after that. We had a lovely day...and a pretty good story.
Like Christmas morning for example... Cody and I stayed at my mom's the night before since we were at the farm for Christmas eve. We all woke up late and in order for us to get to Cody's mom's we were not able to go do stockings at the farm we just rushed home and changed real quick. We headed our usual way, no it had not be graded yet and we didn't expect it to be, we also didn't expect there to be such a gigantic snow drift just around the corner, he tried to stop but we were already in it and it was downhill so when we tried to go in reverse we would go only 2 feet and then we couldn't go any more. So Cody decided it wasn't so deep just two feet ahead, he pulled forward a little tried to reverse and it worked! So he backed up as far as he could (about 4 feet was all) gunned it and POOF stuck in a snow drift! We called Cody's friend J. and he came (with girlfriend in tow) to help. Then he got stuck because he slowed down too much. So we called Cody's friend S. who got stuck in the drift also. Then Cody's friend J. called his little brother B. B came barreling down the road at 50 from the opposite direction in his big ole diesel crew cab something or other, hit the snow bank shooting snow from all directions in to the air (it was really pretty looked like a glittery snow globe) and his truck lurched to a stop with all 4 wheels still spinning. Angry with B, J violently and rapidly removed himself from his truck. Cody jumped out and ran after him, I was on the phone with J's girlfriend. Due to the positions of both J and Cody's trucks I could not see the skirmish that was about to follow but J's girlfriend gave me the play by play. J and B did not end up throwing punches but the words that were said are not those that should be repeated (YIKES!). B and his two friends were making some phone calls to find people with tractors who could come get us. Now my step-grandfather lives just 3 miles from this location but due to his age and terrible balance we all opted to not call him. If he ever found out he would be very sad but we didn't want to get an old man out in that much blustery snow and ice. Back to the story at hand, Cody and I were sitting in the truck listening to Christmas carols, I was singing along and Cody was singing all the country songs he know trying to drown me and the cheerful ballad about being romantically snowed in when all of a sudden we see B and his two friends running full speed to the hay shelter 100 yards off the road. I turn to Cody to ask what they were doing when the color drained out of his face...he muttered that he thought there may be a tractor in there. My eyes brightened (we had been stuck for 2 hrs already) and his darkened. I am sure he was upset that he hadn't made the realization first but he perked up when we saw a puff of black smoke escape out the side of the hay shelter just before the front end of an old Oliver appeared. It took just 15 minutes to get Cody and I, J and B out. We rushed to Cody's mom's and then to the next two Christmas' after that. We had a lovely day...and a pretty good story.
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