Day Ten

Okay, it's been a rotten day.  Partly because it's Day Ten and Emily can't stumble, wheeze, or do anything slightly out of the ordinary without me being scared that we're sliding back into Vomit Territory.  She slept a little longer during her nap and I was a wreck expecting any moment to hear a cough and sounds of puking.  Instead I heard her normal happy waking up yodel.  She appears to be fine....until the next not totally normal thing.

Right now she and Kaitlyn are absorbed in the Wiggles.  It's kind of funny, Emily keeps hitting buttons on the DVD player and Kaitlyn yells, "E M I L Y!"  to which Emily responds with a raspberry in Kaitlyn's direction.  Emily may not talk much but she understands a lot and is totally capable of getting her point across.

Davis is still trying to win Emily over.  She adores the big kids and plays with Kaitlyn.  Davis is another story.  He hasn't quite won her over.  It's kind of sad because he tries so hard and she really doesn't want anything to do with him.  I think if she would give him some love he'd stop campaigning for Alex.

Last night we helped celebrate Grandma Mast's birthday.  It was fun to be with the extended family again.  Even though most of them I see pretty regularly, it's still special to be together.  Titus and Delores were down from New York.  It got my kids all excited about having Paul and Bonnie's tribe here at Thanksgiving.

One reason my house is a wreck...

Their version of pioneers must be played in the dining room.

Jamison was official gate keeper every time I tried to pass through the room.

(Epic mother failure: getting my kids' hair combed lately)

Crossing the stream on stepstones...

Even "Lizzie" got a part in the game.

Off to the sandbox...
                     
                          Time for igloos and secret passages....

jumping off stumps...

and the boys' version of booger ball...

                   You know, hitting a spice canister with a shovel...

and tricking your younger brother into thinking the next base is the stone wall while you laugh from the   sandbox.

Milk Dud Report: Soybeans are done, corn is chopped, hay is over, cover crop is being planted, cornhead is on the combine.  Kenton is working to get conveyors working.  The last of the silage bag is gone (thankfully) so he needs those conveyors working to feed.
The parlor doesn't have adequate water pressure to clean efficiently at all.  Parts are on order and slowly arriving which should improve the situation.  The new system necessitates getting some more new things like a TMR and a bigger generator and enlarging the freestall barn and covering the TMR "stall".  It seems like the work is never ending.