Whatta Ya Think?

posted by Chelsea


If I am out of milk, is it wrong to feed my boy cereal with half & half?


Do you think this…


… is what the washing machine means by “heavy soil”?  (Those are pants…. in case you’re still trying to understand the picture)

Do you think this…


looks like a cozy and inviting place to sit?

Do you think this…


looks painful?!

Do you think it’s weird that I feel the need to take pictures of my clean…



(Side note: I’ve been sorting through pictures for a collage-wall-thing I’m putting together and I’m considering a blown up print of that clean kitchen. It makes me happier than most scenic shots I have.)

Do you think this…


looks like an oldest daughter who is tired of checking cows?  (Hint: yes. yes. yes.) (Side note: cute hat though, isn’t it? Has a pony-tail-hole in the back!)

Do you think this calf…


is cute?

Does it look like this girl…


…enjoyed her birthday? (Hint: yes. yes. yes).

Can you guess what gift delighted her more than anything in the whole-wide-world?

Drum roll please…….

… her first loose tooth.  She’s been waiting ever so anxiously to lose a tooth and the first loose one arrived on her big day.  Her big sister may or may not have convinced her that there are people who never do lose teeth and either A. have baby teeth forever or B. have to have them all pulled out by a dentist.  Big sisters have a lot of power– more convincing power than I have unconvincing power, lets just say that.

Do you think Rose…


… will have the best, brightest and most beautiful foal on the planet in about 6 weeks?!

Do you think we’ve ever been able to ride our bikes…


… in February?

Finally… Do you think I’ll write posts more often?!

I want to! I plan to! I will! I hope! I have a lot to say!


posted by Chelsea

Nine days before Christmas we had a litter of pups.  Remember that?  Well, they’re a lot bigger now.  And they’ve all gone to their new homes… all except one who just needs to be delivered.  We decided to keep a male and a female.  We were only going to keep a male…. BUT we all fell in love with this little female…


… and decided to keep her, too.  We actually fell in love with all of the puppies, but we couldn’t keep them all for obvious reasons.  We are calling her Marta.  And her brother who you’ll see below, is Blitzen.

The kids have been on puppy duty…


making sure they are well loved & adored.  Yesterday afternoon we were all outside so when the kids and puppies all congregated in the driveway to play/sleep, I quickly grabbed my camera.  I mean, honestly, what can possibly be cuter than kids & puppies?!

Cooper really likes to pick the puppies up, but is learning that everyone is happier when the puppies are left square on the ground…


At this point I’d like to note the t-shirts and dry driveway…. it’s February.  We’re LOVING it…


Katelyn has the special touch… her maternal instincts put puppies right to sleep…


Until little brother comes along, anyway….


Then puppy eyes start opening…


And everyone is ready to play again!

Well, Hello There!

/*98posted by Chelsea

Well, hello there!

I realize its been awhile.  In honor of 5 years of blogging (?!) I decided to have a month of silence.  Ha! I can’t hardly believe it’s been 5 years already.  5 years of our life in good old fashioned internet documentation.

Lets take a quick moment to look back at the beginning of this journey, shall we?  First… look how young the girls were…

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And now they not only have a little brother…


but they make their own scrambled eggs.  I mean, if that’s not grown up, tell me what is?!

I’ve learned a lot in the last 5 years.   But mostly I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.  I’ve always thought it was super lame when people said that as they age they realize how much they don’t know.  But oddly enough, I think they actually knew what they were saying and I agree with them.  Let me give you an example… I don’t know how to play board games with my children.  The first time I didn’t manipulate the game so the child I thought “needed to” win didn’t win and I won, I felt so guilty for not letting one of the kids win that I haven’t won a game since.  Being a mom is really complicated like that.

On the less complicated side of things, I recently learned that I actually like cats.  For most of my life, I’ve been a little allergic (both physically as well as mentally) to cats.  It’s an inherited allergy from my dad.  The last time I remember liking cats was when I was a little kid and my mom let me bring a kitty inside (while dad wasn’t home!) and I let it play on my dad’s pillow.  For an allergic-to-cats-asthmatic, a kitty on his pillow was not. helpful. at. all.  Oops!

Anyway! We received 3 semi-grown cats from our friends this fall.  I love them.  They don’t play on anyone’s pillows because they live outside and they’re awesome!  They kill mice and frolic in the yard.  They bask in the sunshine and I appreciate the way they see the world.  (When you live this far away from other people you start appreciating the way animals “see the world”.)


In other news… we had a really fun day this last Saturday.  Buck was at a Cattlemen’s conference. So, while the weather was gorgeous, the kids and I headed down to check on the brood mares.  Yes! There will be two foals on the ranch this spring.  And next year we’re planning to have three!

Rose (in the background!) is due in April…


Rose has been a pretty big part of our life, our trusty mare who goes anywhere, does anything, and is otherwise AWESOME. I teared up at the vet clinic last summer when we found out she was “for sure” bred. She’s part of the family.

“Ginger” is a new mare who is also due in April. But she left the vicinity shortly after our arrival and didn’t stick around to have her picture taken.

And we checked on and gave a lot of TLC to “Hobby”…


who is new around here and will hopefully have a foal next spring.

Then the kids decided since we were checking on things, they ought to check on the pond.  I made some comment about it “not being fun anymore because it is no longer frozen like it was a few weeks ago”…


but they didn’t even hear me.  They just started having fun.  They threw…






They pulled out “fish”…


(aka weeds)…


And otherwise enjoyed an afternoon…


of a serious pond-playing-adventure…


And while they played, you can see that I enjoyed the photographic opportunity to capture some splashing water, etc.  Guaranteed, I was as delighted to “play” as they were :-)

I even talked them into grouping up for a little ragamuffin sibling shot…


I love unexpected delightful days.   In fact, I think that’s one of the things I’ve learned in the last 5 years.   Unexpected delights are usually the best ones.

No-Knead Dutch Oven Bread

posted by Ann

I have discovered an absolutely easy, works-every-time, amazing, looks-like-it-came-from-a-bakery, artisan bread that I am so smitten with.  You have to plan ahead as the dough is assembled the night before (or at least 12 hours before you plan to bake it) But it literally takes a moment to mix together and you’ll hardly be able to sleep as you anticipate the lovely loaf that awaits you the next day.  Enjoy!





Our Week

posted by Chelsea

This last week.  Lucy turned EIGHT?!


The girls…





for the school Christmas program.  We were super impressed with their stellar performance.  Kate was the first one to take the microphone and stood frozen for about 4 seconds before a quiet line was whispered to her by her music teacher, then she courageously rolled right through her skit lines, song, and piano playing.  Lucy has come so far in one year on the piano and is so brave to stand up and not only speak into the microphone, but sing, too!  So proud to be their mama!

Lucy wore her adult sized (?!) “town boots” for the performance. This is what a ranch girls “town boots” look like…


… no matter how hard we try to keep them clean!!

Our dog, Eve, had nine puppies…


… but we are down to eight.  It’s probably for the best that one didn’t survive as eight will be plenty for our young mama! We named them after Santa’s reindeer: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner & Blitzen. Of course we’ll understand if the person who gets “Prancer” or “Dancer” or “Cupid” wants to change the name of their “vicious” cowdog!

The days are short and we’re looking forward to the end of the month when they start getting longer.  But the canyon is still pretty glorious…


… so much to be thankful for this holiday season!