Hannah's 3rd (Friends) Birthday Party

I decided this year that Hannah had enough friends and was old enough that she might enjoy having her friends over for a birthday party. A lot of times we have a friend or two over at a time but never a whole bunch at once. It was fun to get everyone together and play. Hannah couldn't decide between a John Deere or rainbow themed party. A few weeks ago she decided on rainbow and I made her stick with it.

I tried to think of ways to incorporate rainbows into as many things as I could. On the menu was rainbow Jello,

a rainbow fruit platter,

macaroni and cheese, and hot dogs. I thought the mommies needed a chance to have some girl food. As much as I love to have a steak, Pioneer Woman's Shrimp Pasta in a Foil Package (minus the foil package) with french bread was a nice change of pace.

And here are the cupcakes. I'm not posting these because they are my finest creation or even look remotely appetizing. I think there are a few people out there that wondered how my cupcakes turned out. So here I am baring it all. Never again will I think that I can put these five colors of the rainbow in a pastry bag, squeeze and expect a rainbow to come out. It's just not happening. If you are looking for the tie-dyed, psychedelic look this is a great way to accomplish it. Lesson learned.

Here's Hannah being shy while we sang "Happy Birthday" to her.

I think the kids had lots of fun playing. At one point they all raced into the dog kennel/calf pen to pet Sunshine. Sunshine didn't seem to mind. I think she can use all the extra love she can get.

Hannah's friends brought her lots of nice presents. She spent the afternoon going from one to the other, playing with them after everyone left. She was also very excited to give each of her friends a present too. She knows that she's not really three yet. Now, she's looking forward to the party with her granparents and family when she really gets to turn three. Oh, a week must feel like a year when you are almost three.

Please Feed Me

This is Sunshine standing at my patio as I type, waiting for her dinner time bottle. She is doing well and enjoys being our third "dog" and grazing in the lawn. Yes, this means that now there's more poop to pick up.

Mother Daughter Look-A-Like

Mother's Day is in just over a month so I thought I would do a little mother daughter look-a-like photo session. The truth of the matter is we don't really look-a-like. The labor pains and the whole bit at the hospital assured me they are mine but there's not too much resemblance. That is, except for our boots.

We had to take our boots off in the nursery at church on Sunday when I realized that our boots kind of look-a-like. If you know me very well you know that pink ranks pretty low on my list of favorite colors. Now that I have two girls, pink is becoming more tolerable.

The "matching" boots sort of happened by accident. I got mine not because I love pink. See above. But rather because they fit, were on sale, and I thought no one would ever see the tops and think I actually like pink. If you like pink I hold nothing against you it's just that it doesn't always look good on a redhead. I get to look good in colors like rust and mustard yellow...oh joy!

I did however purposely order the girls these matching boots. I knew Hannah would love the John Deere on them and Helena just gets dragged along at this point.


After all of my jabbering I really took this picture for posterity's sake. Their feet will never be this cute and small again. I want to be able to look back and remember a time when they didn't eat me out of house and home, and didn't even know to ask for the keys to the pickup.

Happy Easter!

I had intended to make several posts this week but life seemed to get in the way. So here it is in one big lump.

On Good Friday we made Pioneer Woman's Hot Cross Buns. They were quite tasty. Keep in mind prior to Friday I had never had a Hot Cross Bun, so take everything I say about them with a grain of salt. I don't have a picture but hers look much better than mine.

I had wanted to do some sort of empty tomb activity with Hannah to help her understand that Jesus has risen and the reason we celebrate Easter. I looked at a couple of different ideas and settled on this one.

We took a can of refrigerator biscuits and flattened them out. We used small ones but the larger Grands would probably have worked better. Note: We live at the end of the earth and you take what you can get. Then we brushed melted butter on them and sprinkled them with cinnamon and sugar. The cinnamon represents the spices used to anoint Jesus' body before burial.


Then we placed a large marshmallow in the center of our flattened biscuit. The white marshmallow stands for Jesus and His purity and sinless life. We folded the biscuit up around the marshmallow to form a "tomb." Then we brushed them with more butter and sprinkled them with more cinnamon and sugar. The sweetness of the cinnamon and sugar represents the sweetest gift of all...the opportunity to make the choice to spend eternity with Him.


We baked our tombs for several days, or according to the directions on the package.

When we bit into the tomb it was EMPTY! "He is not here; he has risen, just as he said." Matthew 28:6

Here's a link to the written instructions we used.

This would have been a great thing to do on Easter Sunday morning but getting out the door to church is about all we can handle, let a lone trying to throw in an object lesson.

The girls in their new Easter dresses, or rather their western shirts. I'm going to boycott the whole get a new Easter dress idea. Hannah picked out two cute matching dresses for them. I had the illusion up until this morning that they would actually get to wear them for Easter. That was until I woke up. Their colds plus, snow, wind, and temperatures in the thirties forced me to regroup. Instead of new Easter dresses I think I may have to institute a new tradition. We could get new Easter sweaters. The up side of that is they would probably be on clearance. Or we could get new Easter down coats. Again I'm sure I could find a good deal on these. Or how about new Easter long johns and jeans? Again, a sale item! The dresses still have the tags on them and I'm sure sometime in July it will be warm enough to wear them. And by the way, I did finally remember to tuck Hannah's shirt in, just not before the picture.

We went to church and attended the Easter egg hunt afterwards. I'll be eternally grateful for the limit on the number of eggs that she could pick up. It was very cold and we didn't need that much candy! After church we had lunch with our family. We headed home where Papa Randy and Lynn had hidden Easter eggs. Helena was content to swing and Hannah picked up all of the eggs.

"Hmmmm....this one doesn't look like all of the others. It's gold??"

"I guess it's OK to pick up."

We had a great Easter with our family. Now if we can just get over our colds and if I can find the Easter basket with all of the candy in it we will be doing well. I'm not sure how I could misplace a basket full of chocolate but I have. Maybe it's for the best!

Helena's Birthday Party

We had a family party for Helena's first birthday last Saturday. I decided to go with lady bugs for a theme. It's Mommy's choice when you are too young to have an opinion, and I'm taking advantage of this stage while it lasts. :)

Here's the cake. At one point I would have thrown it in the trash and ordered one from the grocery store, but it was too late for that. Overall, it turned out fine.

Helena is not too sure about fire. Daddy blew it out before she decided to touch the flame.

Here she is sort of enjoying her cupcake. Our girls, for what ever reason, have not really eaten the cake at their birthday parties.

Time to open presents. It's a good thing she has an older sister to show her how to open presents by opening most of them for her.

We had a great time and Helena got lots of nice things. Hannah can hardly wait for her birthday to roll around!

Happy 1st Birthday Helena

You are such a sweet and precious girl. We love your smile and laugh. It has been a great first year and look forward to what next year brings. Happy Birthday!

Sunshine in the Morning

After a long day with the cow and calf, and a long night with the heifer and calf I didn't sleep well. I was worried about this calf all night because I wasn't ready to lose her after losing her mother. I was greeted with this (albeit out of focus) sunshiny face in the morning. I was so thankful.
We got her some colostrum and got her into an outside pen...the dog kennel for the time being.

Gus our nurturing cow dog spent a tremendous amount of time licking her yesterday. I thought it was just the poop on her that he liked but I think it was more than that. He knew she needed some love.

I was a little worried about her yesterday. She was a bit lethargic and was beginning to develop diarrhea. I was so encouraged this morning. She jumped up to greet me and quickly consumed all of her breakfast. As long as we can keep her healthy we should have it made. Who knows "sunshine" might just make it into her registered name. Her happy face is just what I needed when I woke up.

Not All Peaches & Cream

I don't want this blog to be a place where I post depressing stories or unhappy pictures. I do however feel like you are getting a glimpse of our life through rose colored glasses and that's not quite right either. So here goes...a reality check.

The calf that I posted about earlier today never did nurse. We finally put the cow in the squeeze chute after dinner, milked her and got the calf a bottle. For what ever reason he had an aversion to the udder. He has since been convinced that good stuff comes from the udder and that it's his friend. When I checked tonight all was well with the pair.

In the meantime the cow's older daughter (a bred heifer) went into labor. I didn't see her and think maybe I was so preoccupied with getting the calf to nurse that I missed it. About 10:30 pm I went out to check the cows and when I found her my heart sank for the second time today. She had prolapsed and was a mess. I called Ben and had him get dressed so we could go out and asses the situation. This heifer was uncomfortable and doing poorly. I wanted to put her down because she was in so much pain, but Ben suggested we try to put her back together. If you have never seen a prolapse you can click here. I have purposely spared you the pictures.

I gathered some supplies and we worked to push her uterus back into place. Amazingly we put a relatively clean uterus back into the heifer and it stayed. Only one thing was missing...a calf. I had scoured the pasture before coming upon the heifer and didn't see a calf. We decided to look some more and then come back to check on the heifer. We found the calf, which had gotten through the fence and was in another pasture. I scooped her up and threw her in the back of the pickup. We went back to check on the heifer and in less than five minutes she had died. I was disappointed I hadn't gotten to her earlier in the day. We have been working to build a purebred herd of cattle and this gal would have been a nice addition.

Right now her calf is resting in the mud room in the house. Thankfully I was able to teach her to take a bottle in a relatively short amount of time and she seems to be doing well. There's work to be done tomorrow. Colostrum to be hunted down, a place for the calf to set up, and dead heifer to be taken care of. Some people envy farm/ranch life, but it's not for everyone. Some years it seems like things are smooth sailing. And then some years is feels like the bovines hand you every trick in the book. But it seems there's always a bright spot in everything if you just look for it. I think the girls will absolutely love bottle feeding a calf. I hope I can learn to love it as much as they will. :) I'm off to bed to rest up from today's excitement and prepare for tomorrow's.

Happy St. Patrick's Day and a Day on the Farm

This morning started out great. I was fueling my Irish blood by putting corned beef and cabbage in the crock pot and listening to bag pipes on the TV. The misty fog was adding to the mood. I was running around the house doing laundry and dishes, making an occasional glance out the window at the cows. I had dreams of listening to bag pipes all day and getting lots of work done around the house.



At one point I made more than a glance and realized one of the cows definitely had something hanging out of her rear end. In my haste working around the house I had forgotten to load up and take a drive through the cows...oops.
We checked on the cow and a calf seemed to be eminent, but she wasn't working at it. At this point though, Helena needed a nap and I was working hard to fight my gut feeling that she needed help, and tried to talk myself into giving her more time. I got Helena down for the count and I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to bring her in. This was the best cow on the place bred by artificial insemination to a great bull. I WAS GOING TO SAVE THIS CALF!

I got her into the corrals and waited. The Manager of the Hay Procurement Department (aka Ben) said she needed more time. The Cattle Manage (aka me) said she needed help now. I would argue that having actually been in labor myself I might have had and advantage, but was swayed and gave her some time. I got some bread going in the bread machine. "This could turn out to be a long day," I thought. And then I busied myself getting the supplies and tools ready just in case I had to pull this calf. Later Ben went out and checked her, and he too thought she had given up on this whole having a baby thing.

This might be a great cow but she's a jumper. She has tried to jump out of every alley that she's ever been in. Today was no different. I got her contained. Ben was at her head trying to keep her from jumping out of the alley. The girls were in the pickup laughing and eating graham crackers. I got her rear end cleaned up and tail tied back. I dove in bare-hand first, right through the calf's exit door. It was really a stretch to reach down and find the calf. Once I did my heart sank. The calf was laying in there belly up. Calves don't come out that way so it was no wonder she had quit trying.

My next step was to call the vet. Thankfully he came right down. We got a halter on her and got her tied in the corner. He reached in and found a calf sitting in the perfect position for birth. Oh what a bunch of fighting and jumping around will do to help a calf get in the right position. With a some work on the vet's part and me on the end of her tail (holding it out of the way) we had a live calf. I think it's a bull but don't hold me to that. I haven't inspected too closely yet. The cow has been a great mama.

The calf is up and trying to nurse. I couldn't be more thankful or feel more blessed.

Now I'm looking forward to that Corned Beef and Cabbage and fresh bread. Have a Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Hannah Speaks in February

Ben wasn't home one evening at dinner time and I was getting the girls set at the table to eat dinner. I got Hannah's meal to the table and she got up to eat. She apparently didn't want to wait and said, "I'll just pray." Some of the things I overheard were, "Thank you God for this day. Thank you God for this food. Thank you God for Daddy...." I finally had to help her finish because I don't think she's got that part down yet.

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On one of the roads that we travel often there's a herd of cattle composed of several breeds. This year they have had quite a few Charolais calves, which are all white. For two years now we have been driving by this herd and when Hannah sees the calves she says, "Look Mom, sheep. Baaa." I have tried to convince her that they are calves but she can't be persuaded. I guess she thinks cattle are black or red.

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One of Hannah's favorite things to pretend to play is "Sunday School." She is of course the teacher, and Helena is the student. They go into Helena's room and Hannah pounds out on the piano and sings "Jesus Loves Me". Then she gets out one of their little Bibles and she "reads" Bible stories to Helena. She gets kind of frustrated if Helena leaves before Sunday School is over.

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Papa Lee was quizzing Hannah with several questions. She came to one that she didn't know the answer to and she whimpered and said, "I thought I could answer that."