Where's Gavin?

Mr. Ed on Steroids

You talking to me?
Yea you!
To say standing next to these giant beasts was scary is a complete understatement. I tried to act calm, but secretly I was wondering why Gavin was the only one being held. Ten of the Clydesdale horses were only staying in town for a few nights to be crowd pleasers at a couple of Mardis Gras parades and surprisingly not attending the Rodeo which also happened to be going on at the same time. So, when the ranch owners said sure, just go over and pet them, I don't know if they meant to actually go in the fenced area.
And while I knew Clydesdales were large, I had no idea until we were staring eye to nostril with these guys. To say they are twice the size of a normal horse is a bit of an exaggeration, but they are probably at least a third larger. I was certainly relying on my mother-in-law's skilled horsemanship to come in handy.

At this point, I was deeply regretting wearing flip flops in a mile vicinity of these clodhoppers. These boots, er hooves were made for more than just walking.

Next time I might just have to take a zoom lens or better yet, hang out with Brady the dalmatian.

Take Three

Never

A

Dull

Moment ... and I like it that way!

Wiggle and Squirm

Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
I think I'll go eat worms!
Big fat juicy ones,
Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm!

Down goes the first one, down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm!
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm!

I bite off the heads, and suck out the juice,
And throw the skins away!
Nobody knows how fat I grow,
On worms three times a day!

Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
I think I'll go eat worms!
Big fat juicy ones,
Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm!

Welcome Spring

So I was a little convicted in my heart this morning that I may have come across as a Debbie Downer in that last post. I realized that I need to focus on the blessings in my life. Yes, I may not be home all of the time with my wee one, but I am truly blessed to have a husband who helps me in so many ways. And we have managed to sneak in some outdoor time in the gorgeous springlike weather lately.

Tomorrow I'll have more pictures of what Farmer Brown and his mini me have been up to lately.

Being Home

Spring Break couldn't come quick enough and quite frankly did not last long enough. I will never discount the amount of work being a stay at home mom is, but as a working outside the home mom and a stay at home mom (during the summer months), I can attest that being a working outside the home mom is much harder. This may not be so for everyone, but having done both, I find that it's a lot harder juggling everything from August until June. I'm typically more stressed with a million to do lists running around in my head, trying to play catch up on the laundry, cleaning, shopping during the weekend with what seems like little down time. It might be different if someone came to clean my house or if we ate out all the time, but that's not happening around the Moore household. I was secretly hoping the little mouse that came to visit our house a few weeks ago would have volunteered to vacuum but quite honestly, he simply created more chores.

However, having this week off found me more relaxed, even though I don't think we slowed down very much. It was good to feel like I was getting some things accomplished rather than just barely floating by. Besides marking a few things off my to-do list, my most favorite thing about being home this week was spending all day with my little boy and getting to see D more. We had so many mini adventures I've tried to paint in my memory and even a few that were captured on film. Some I hope to share in the coming days. It's quite ironic, that I thought with having more down time, I would get to blog more this week, but instead I was perfectly content making up songs, kissing bobos, working in the dirt, and laughing until my belly hurt.

Needing a Break

In T minus one day we will be entering the realm of spring break and I couldn't be more ready. I'm looking forward to a little extra sleep, maybe catching up on laundry, getting to see friends and reading more than just a page or two of my book at a time. But mostly, I'm looking forward to spending the day with a certain fresh faced kiddo. We may even get to have a park day or two like this gorgeous spring day a few weeks ago.

Carried Away

Race day came and went as quickly as the changing weather. That morning we were met with as my sister-in-law described it, "gail force winds". The race was being held at the Intercontinental Airport and the FAA closed down all of the race path except for about half a mile. So what was supposed to be a 3 mile stint ended in a sprint for the finish line.


Actually the first part of the half mile was a breeze, as the strong winds pushed us down the runway, but as we all turned a corner, it felt like one of the planes was parked next to us, engines going, just daring anyone to get past it. As I explained to someone, I now know what it's like to be in a slow motion movie.


Slightly disappointed, yes, but I was also proud of everyone on the team who put in the miles preparing for the day. I was also able to accomplish getting my three miles down to under 40 minutes. Do I have a passion for running now- nope, nada, not one bit. But I glad to see what I could accomplish. I'm actually contemplating doing another (hopefully the full 5K) at the end of March or one in mid April.