Babysittin'

This week was Spring Break for my oldest Grandson. His Mother had to travel to another state, so he has been here for four days, he is going home tonight.

My other Son and his Wife traveled to another state today to attend a gun shoot. So I am watching their two youngest children for the day, ages 17 months and 3 years. They arrived at 5:30 this morning and will be picked up late tonight or during the early morning hours.

I woke up this morning early to receive the kids and had a terrible headache. Thankfully both went back to sleep after their parents left. My head hurt so bad that it made me sick to my stomach. I didn't have anything but Aspirin to take and I couldn't hold them down long enough to help. I finally went back to sleep but my headache has continued all day.

This is my 17 month old Grandson's first full day without his Mother. He is still nursing and has never had a bottle in his life. He has only recently, like in the last two weeks, learned to drink from a sippy cup.

Since his Mom knew that she was leaving him she tried him on Cow's milk yesterday and he wouldn't drink it. He did drink it for me this morning but very slowly and with disgust. His Mom pumped and left about 5 ounces of her milk for him. When I offered it to him he chugged it and cried for more even though it was ice cold. Nothing like Mother's milk! More later...(kids to take care of)

...It is now 11:00 pm and his sister is fast asleep after a busy day with no naps, he on the other hand had an early evening nap and isn't ready for bed. He keeps going to the door and looking up at it, waiting. At one point he laid down in front of the door and I thought that he might go to sleep but I think that he is just watching and waiting for the return of his Mother, he has surely missed her today, poor thing.

Two for One

Two blogs in one day, can you beat that? Who knows I might make it three. I am sitting here feeling terrible. I have a sore throat, headache and cough. Whoever heard of a sore throat and cough in the middle of the hottest days of Summer.

If this happened during the winter months it wouldn't bother me so much but when it is 94 degrees in the shade, it isn't too fun. All I want is Banana Popsicles and I have totally run out.

Oh well, I guess I had better stop complaining, cowgirl up, get outside to clean up the milk stand, spray down the area for flies, milk the goat, prepare and give bottles to the bucklings, put Cooter up, feed and water.

Then I need to check and water my tomatoes, strawberries, cilantro, one little volunteer watermelon plant and three little flowers that are being taken over by weeds. We did have several sunflowers coming up that the Granddaughters planted but Angus took care of those, he ate them all.

Height Challenged

Dare I use the politically incorrect word, "Short"? That is what I have become. Short or shorter, a short person. I got new glasses and they have made me so much shorter that I am stumbling over my own feet.

I got my second pair of no-line bifocals five years ago. They were wonderful when I first got them. But lately they just were not doing me much good. My DH never complained about his glasses except for the scratches, so I hated to complain about mine. We finally went to the eye doctor and she told my dear Husband that his prescription hadn't changed but mine had.

She told me that it would take my brain awhile to get use to the new glasses because it was adjusted to my old glasses. She didn't tell me that they would make me shorter. She said to give my new glasses at least a week and then if they were still bothering me I could come back and she would try to readjust them.

When I first put the new ones on, I was so happy, I could see again. While riding home in the truck after picking up my new glasses, I started getting a headache. I had to take them off and put my old ones back on.

I tried them again when I went out to feed and that is when I realized that someone had cut my legs off at the knees. I am 5'6" and I felt like the ground was just so much closer to my face that I kept stubbing my toes. I could not distinguish the uneven ground which made me stumble. The end result was the my head was pounding and I was throwing up.

I did persevere and conquered the motion sickness and the headache. I guess that I will just have to accept my shortness. The good news is that everyone else looks tall and thin.