Saturday, May 30, 2009
Interesting Reading
She likes to have Daddy read out loud whatever he's reading. Tonight she said, "Read the Classifieds." So they did. I don't think they found any good deals though. I wonder where a fascination with the classifieds at two years old will take her in the future.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Memorial Weekend Recap
Hanging out with sweet Emma
Playing in the water with her cousin
Getting a sled ride from a super cool uncle 
Visiting Crater Lake National Park
Feeding fish at the Klamath Fish Hatchery
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Helena's Eight Week Check-Up
Helena had her eight week check up yesterday. Has she really been with us that long? It seems to be going so fast. Maybe the more kids you have the faster time flies.
She weighed in at 11 pounds and measured 23.25 inches long. This puts her in the 75th percentile for weight and the 95th percentile for height.
Sorry no pictures. This a food preparation, termite extermination, and wheel line changing day so photography has been put on the back burner. Ha, ha. No pun intended.
Have a lovely day! We are stuck in the house because I have no idea what kind of trouble Hannah could get into with the exterminator pickup in the driveway.
She weighed in at 11 pounds and measured 23.25 inches long. This puts her in the 75th percentile for weight and the 95th percentile for height.
Sorry no pictures. This a food preparation, termite extermination, and wheel line changing day so photography has been put on the back burner. Ha, ha. No pun intended.
Have a lovely day! We are stuck in the house because I have no idea what kind of trouble Hannah could get into with the exterminator pickup in the driveway.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Helena's Dedication & the Events There After
Today was Mother's Day, my Mother-in-Law's (Bev) Birthday and we decided to do Helena's dedication at church too. Nothing like killing three birds with one stone. We were fortunate that Ben's aunt was able to bring his grandparents up from Sacramento for the occasion. We were glad they were able to make the trip.
Hannah singing with Daddy.
Claude talking about the meaning of Helena's name.
Helena - bright light
Lee - pasture or meadow
Hannah hanging out with Papa Randy while we were up front.
Praying over Helena.
The congregation singing with us "I am Jesus' Little Lamb".
After church we headed to our house for a Mother's Day/Birthday/Dedication lunch celebration. Ben did most of the cooking which was a blessing.
Helena and I. She loves to cuddle up and go to sleep.
Hannah went from this...
and this.
To needing a nap in no time flat. I got her to sleep and she slept for awhile. She woke up crying and I tried to comfort her and then Mema Mary laid with her for awhile. She really needed to go back to sleep. Mema Mary came out to the table to eat and while we were saying grace Hannah was crying in her bedroom. Mema Mary went back to check on her and she had thrown up. We ripped the sheets off, gave her a bath and got her dressed again. Mema Mary held her in the rocking chair while I ate. Hannah then chilled on the couch for awhile where she threw up again. We cleaned the couch off, gave her a bath and got her dressed again. Mema Mary held her again where she seemed to begin to feel better. I guess everybody just needs to throw up now and then to feel better?? She's still not feeling her best but she hasn't thrown up again.
Four generations on my side of the family.
Four generations on Ben's side of the family.
So do you think I should rethink having family dinners at my house? If you haven't read about Hannah's birthday party just a few weeks ago, you should. I think maybe I should try harder to convince Hannah not to lick the shopping carts when we go to town or suck on rocks she find around the yard. She might feel a little better. I hope I can manage to forget some of this in the next month, otherwise the Dad's may not get a dinner for Father's Day. I'm sure we can pull something together. The third times the charm...right!?
Happy Mother's Day!
I hope you are having a Happy Mother's Day! I feel so blessed to be able to celebrate Mother's Day today with my Mom, Mother-in-Law, and Grandmas, as well as spend it as a mom. Just the other day Ben was telling a guy that before we had kids people used to tell him he didn't know what he was missing. He would just say, "yeah, yeah, some day maybe." Then we had kids and he thinks that they were right. Our kids truly are a blessing and we love being parents.
Ben got me two things for Mother's Day that I had been hoping for. I really wanted a book that I was too cheap to buy for myself. We decided to make it my Mother's Day present and I went ahead and ordered it from Amazon. To make a long story short I must have been asleep when I placed the order because it was supposed to arrive on my birthday in August. I went ahead and fixed the order, so now I'll be getting a late Mother's Day present.
Let me tell you about the other present I got. Just yesterday I was think that I wanted to start jogging with the girls in the jogging stroller. It really has been too windy this last week to take Helena out. I was thinking that I would take them out on the next nice day.
We got home late last night and I got the girls into bed and then worked around the house. I was headed to bed at about 11:00 when Ben said, "I can't sleep with these cows bawling all night." We were trying to move the cows to some new pasture so we left the gates open thinking they would all come home to the greener pasture. We didn't check to see that the cows and calves had gotten paired up before dark. Ooops...big mistake. The neighbor's drive splits the two pastures that we were moving them from and to. As it turns out the calves were in one pasture on one side of the driveway, and the cows were on the other side of the driveway. Each group was bawling at the other across the driveway. We weren't planning to wean last night but I guess they had other plans. The cows and calves were standing with in 50 feet of our neighbor's bedroom window, so we figured to maintain a good relationship we had better do something about the ruckus. It wasn't just as simple as opening a gate and sending them through. They had to go around a house and several buildings, as well as through a couple of gates. Persuading them to leave their post was going to be a challenge.
Ben was already in bed and the girls were asleep, so I offered to go out and chase the cows back around. Plus two legs are better than one when it comes to running after cows. So I slipped on my muck boots (kind of like rubber boots) and neglected to put on any socks. I grabbed a big flash light and headed out. The cows started to follow me and I thought, "great, I can just lead them through the gate toward the calves." I got them all to the gate when I "heard" one "yell" in some sort of cow language, "Retreat, retreat! Return to your calf!" They ran back across the pasture. I went back and tried to push them this time. No amount of yelling, running, stomping, and waving my arms in the air was going to make them move. They were not going to budge. They wanted their calves and they wanted them now!
I jogged back to the house to check on everyone since I had forgotten my cell phone. They were all good and Ben suggested I try to push the calves around. Note: calves are dumber than cows in most situations.
So back across the pasture, through one fence, across the drive way. Oops there's a calf in the driveway too. Lovely! And through another fence. Much to my surprise there was a cow and her calf over there with all of the calves. I thought, "A mama cow with a brain might be able to lead this group of calves back around to the rest of the herd." Now the race was on. I tried to move them as a group. No luck. I tried to move the cow and calf. No luck. I tried to move them as a group. No luck. Finally I got the cow and calf to head in the direction that I needed her to. Back to the calves I went. I guess they decided that I was smarter and they were tired of fighting me and let me gradually push them in the direction that the cow went. I pushed them through the gate and mama cow was taking the little group of calves back to the herd.
Ok, now to deal with the calf in the driveway. If a group of calves is dumb, a calf by itself is dumber. I find that it's tough to persuade them to do what I want them to. He was only one fence away from his mama rather than two like the other calves. I was chasing him around in the driveway wishing we didn't take such good care of our fences. Wishing the barbed wire was saggy and there was a big hole in the fence where he could jump through. He must have read my mind because he jumped through the fence, freeing himself from the barbs as he went.
Whew! The job was done. But here's the kicker. Muck boots, plus no socks, plus lots of running, equals BIG blisters. By this time I could barely walk. I got back into our pasture and thought it would be better to walk bare foot back to the house than wear the boots any longer. That was all fine and dandy until I realized that the dew on the grass was really cold. So cold that by the time I got half way back to the house I had that, I've been standing in a cold creek for too long and I ache clear up to my hips feeling. I guess it was better than rubbing any more skin off my heels because I made it back to the house.
I got into the house scrubbed and bandaged my feet, fed Helena and fell asleep. I got what I wanted. I got some time to exercise and even without the kids in tow. I guess I wasn't really planning on getting that gift in the middle of the night. Ben was a little bit early delivering that one minutes before the stroke of midnight and Mother's Day but I guess I'll let it slide. I think I'm going to shoot for another Mother's Day gift tonight...a back rub!
Ben got me two things for Mother's Day that I had been hoping for. I really wanted a book that I was too cheap to buy for myself. We decided to make it my Mother's Day present and I went ahead and ordered it from Amazon. To make a long story short I must have been asleep when I placed the order because it was supposed to arrive on my birthday in August. I went ahead and fixed the order, so now I'll be getting a late Mother's Day present.
Let me tell you about the other present I got. Just yesterday I was think that I wanted to start jogging with the girls in the jogging stroller. It really has been too windy this last week to take Helena out. I was thinking that I would take them out on the next nice day.
We got home late last night and I got the girls into bed and then worked around the house. I was headed to bed at about 11:00 when Ben said, "I can't sleep with these cows bawling all night." We were trying to move the cows to some new pasture so we left the gates open thinking they would all come home to the greener pasture. We didn't check to see that the cows and calves had gotten paired up before dark. Ooops...big mistake. The neighbor's drive splits the two pastures that we were moving them from and to. As it turns out the calves were in one pasture on one side of the driveway, and the cows were on the other side of the driveway. Each group was bawling at the other across the driveway. We weren't planning to wean last night but I guess they had other plans. The cows and calves were standing with in 50 feet of our neighbor's bedroom window, so we figured to maintain a good relationship we had better do something about the ruckus. It wasn't just as simple as opening a gate and sending them through. They had to go around a house and several buildings, as well as through a couple of gates. Persuading them to leave their post was going to be a challenge.
Ben was already in bed and the girls were asleep, so I offered to go out and chase the cows back around. Plus two legs are better than one when it comes to running after cows. So I slipped on my muck boots (kind of like rubber boots) and neglected to put on any socks. I grabbed a big flash light and headed out. The cows started to follow me and I thought, "great, I can just lead them through the gate toward the calves." I got them all to the gate when I "heard" one "yell" in some sort of cow language, "Retreat, retreat! Return to your calf!" They ran back across the pasture. I went back and tried to push them this time. No amount of yelling, running, stomping, and waving my arms in the air was going to make them move. They were not going to budge. They wanted their calves and they wanted them now!
I jogged back to the house to check on everyone since I had forgotten my cell phone. They were all good and Ben suggested I try to push the calves around. Note: calves are dumber than cows in most situations.
So back across the pasture, through one fence, across the drive way. Oops there's a calf in the driveway too. Lovely! And through another fence. Much to my surprise there was a cow and her calf over there with all of the calves. I thought, "A mama cow with a brain might be able to lead this group of calves back around to the rest of the herd." Now the race was on. I tried to move them as a group. No luck. I tried to move the cow and calf. No luck. I tried to move them as a group. No luck. Finally I got the cow and calf to head in the direction that I needed her to. Back to the calves I went. I guess they decided that I was smarter and they were tired of fighting me and let me gradually push them in the direction that the cow went. I pushed them through the gate and mama cow was taking the little group of calves back to the herd.
Ok, now to deal with the calf in the driveway. If a group of calves is dumb, a calf by itself is dumber. I find that it's tough to persuade them to do what I want them to. He was only one fence away from his mama rather than two like the other calves. I was chasing him around in the driveway wishing we didn't take such good care of our fences. Wishing the barbed wire was saggy and there was a big hole in the fence where he could jump through. He must have read my mind because he jumped through the fence, freeing himself from the barbs as he went.
Whew! The job was done. But here's the kicker. Muck boots, plus no socks, plus lots of running, equals BIG blisters. By this time I could barely walk. I got back into our pasture and thought it would be better to walk bare foot back to the house than wear the boots any longer. That was all fine and dandy until I realized that the dew on the grass was really cold. So cold that by the time I got half way back to the house I had that, I've been standing in a cold creek for too long and I ache clear up to my hips feeling. I guess it was better than rubbing any more skin off my heels because I made it back to the house.
I got into the house scrubbed and bandaged my feet, fed Helena and fell asleep. I got what I wanted. I got some time to exercise and even without the kids in tow. I guess I wasn't really planning on getting that gift in the middle of the night. Ben was a little bit early delivering that one minutes before the stroke of midnight and Mother's Day but I guess I'll let it slide. I think I'm going to shoot for another Mother's Day gift tonight...a back rub!
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