Saturday, January 27, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
BMAR's Fanny Bryce 19 months old- she's for sale!BMAR's Heathertoes- 7 months old
BMAR's Quickbeam (formerly known as Little boy- also 4 months)- "Is this thing on??"
A beautiful picture of a colt taken by my friend Holly Zech who breeds Fresians (someday I'm going to have one!)
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Playing the fiddle at the Scottish Society Clan Picnic
On the whistle last year at the Scottish Games
Your "big brother" who really does love you :))
From the day you were born, I have loved you. No, I loved you from the day I first knew of your existence, and probably long before that as well.
When I was pregnant, I got an ultrasound and they asked me if I wanted to know what I was having, a boy or a girl. I found out when I was pregnant with Cameron he was a boy, so I said yes this time too.
Afterwards, the ultrasound technician said, "I have no idea." and showed me pictures of your cute face with nothing identifiable. So I never knew! But I always thought I was having a boy. For whatever reason, perhaps because it would just be too good to be true- because ever since I was little I wanted one boy and one girl, I just knew you were a boy.
So when the doctor said you were a girl, and brought you up to me for a kiss, I just cried and cried. I didn't believe him at first! When he finally convinced me, I was just so happy I couldn't stop crying. When I held you in my arms that day for the first time, it was love at first sight. Since then I have been completely and totally happy. Labor was tough for both of us- 18 hours of hard labor and back labor from the very first contraction- and no dilation. Then the decision for a c-section. When they weighed you in at 10 lb 7 oz- boy was I glad!! I mean, big babies run in our family but you broke the record.
You are a wonderful young lady, a sweet and tender spirit that our Father in Heaven chose to entrust to my care for this mortality, and I am so very glad for the blessings you have brought into my life.
From a little baby, your nickname has been "Bug". Lady bug, Bedbug, Snuggle bug, or Stinkbug, whatever fit the moment, that was you. Always fair, always the peacemaker, you bring joy into my life daily.
I can't believe you are 13. It seems like just yesterday that you were going off to your first day at preschool! You have grown into such a beautiful young woman. Remember how we found you outside stuck in the tomato cage? (forgive me a wicked chuckle) Tee-hee
Your journey hasn't always been easy. The health problems you have experienced over the last few years would be challenging for an adult, but you have dealt with them bravely and I am proud of you. You are much stronger than you realize!
You are much more talented, lovely, graceful and wonderful than you realize as well. I am very proud of the accomplishments you have made in music and school. The fact that you taught yourself how to play the fiddle totally amazing. Your whistle playing skills have just blossomed and you bring a delightful element to your Celtic group.
Most of all, your innate kindness and sweetness is what I love. Never lose that, please. Humility, beauty in spirit, and a kind nature are characteristics sorely lacking in the world today. Remember, the world is full of vulgar, crude woman- be a woman of grace, the world needs more virtuous woman; just like in that talk you wrote and gave so well at church! "Her worth is far above rubies..... she stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yeah, she reacheth forth her hand to the needy.... strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.... she openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her." Proverbs
I love you my bug, and hope that I will live up to the honor of being your mother.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
then forget to start again.
Today was yet another brilliant example of the human mind at work. It has been very cold at our house the last few nights. We were told it would get cold, we knew it would be cold, very cold. So we put our boxes around the standing hose bibs and pipes, and we made sure all the chickens and cats were in the house. Extra food for the pacas, and coat on my Mithril llama boy. Usually we get maybe three or four nights with temps as low as 18 degrees, but this was different. It was 19, then 17, then 15, then on this night it was supposed to get even colder. Strangely, it has been a very dry winter so far- so not even some really cool icicles for pictures.
Monday, January 15, 2007
I am having some technical difficulties with Blogger right now, so I apologize for being so incredibly boring and mundane. I promise to be my entertaining old self as soon as Blogger lets me.
Here is a cute picture or two to tide us all over until whatever wild hair is preventing my last post from coming through burns in the fires of you know where.....
Have a nice day! Don't you hate it when someone says that- in a voice dripping with sarcasm of course.
Here's hoping this one shows up!
Monday, January 08, 2007
(Photo by: Russell Orrell)
Yup, that's all I do. Because my kid's first CD is in the BAG!!
It's done, oh yea, it's finished, hooray! - doing the happy dance -
It's perfect, and wonderful, and..... well, marvelous! In the case and looking great.I am so proud I think I'm gonna bust. I can't wait for their second one- it should be done by the end of this year. In June they are playing at a BMW sponsored rally at my hubby's cousin's ranch (Rawhyde Adventures) for between 500 and 1,000 people. The biggest audience for them yet. Next I want them to open for the Wicked Tinkers ha-ha (sans alcohol if that's possible for the Tinkers)
At his wedding, he had some folks from the show Alias there as guests, the kids played at the wedding, one of the stars fell in love with my son and his playing and talked with him all night. It was so cool. Too bad we don't have TV- Cameron had no idea who she was!! HA!! Too funny....
Guess he's a bit sheltered huh? LOL- perhaps that's a good thing, it didn't go to his head.
So, anyone know how to add an MP3 or something so you can hear it? After that happens, I will offer them for sale here (can I do that, anyone know??)
My next blog will be a birthday tribute to my lovely daughter- she is turning 13. Oy.
I think I'm gonna cry..............
Proud mama- Rachelle