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Mother’s Day

Well this Mother’s Day was different than most, as I was still unable to leave the house much. My family came over & made a great dinner. We celebrated in my favorite style-backyard picnic. I felt so good just to be outside and with family.

the gang

Me & mom-happy mother's day to us!


Joss, chasing a chicken as usual. Actually those are turkeys.

Moving the chicks

This was a long time ago, but I the pics were cute so I’m posting them anyways. This was the evening that we moved the chicks from their habitat in the garage utility room to the hen house that Luke built them.

trying to control my chicken girl before she strangles one

hippy boy & the flying chick-this shot reminds of Joss, every time we pass a golden chicken she says, "Look! It's Chicken Fly!" & then once I heard her say to Trip , "Haha, I call Golden Chick Chicken Fly!" We've never even been there!

My favorite girl, Mrs. Greenfoot, may she rest in peace

Luke's favorite, & the friendliest of the bunch, Snow White. May she also rest in peace ūüôĀ

Joss & handsome Pop

Crazy Joss

Big Toe

I wanted to do a quick update/info for those that have not heard.¬† Yesterday, Easter, we were at our house playing outside enjoying thenice afternoon.¬† As we always do we got out my old dirtbike.¬† We were enjoying being outside and taking turns on the motorcycle.¬† I gave the kids a ride, Keri rode with me, uncle Riley took a spin, Keri’s mom even took a little spin (impresve)!¬† Keri took another ride and went up a little hill we have in the front yard.¬† She caught some air and I think that may have caused her to get a litle off balance.¬† She ended up heading betwen 2 trees.¬† The tree on the left side caught the handle bars then pinned her toe between foot peg.¬† Keri was flying through the air saying “I’m okay, I’m okay!”, not wanting to make anyone worried.¬† She ended up stopped at the base of another tree and said “Whoa, my toe, I’m not okay”.¬† We ran over there and after one glance it was obvious that we were headed to the emergency room because her left big toe was literally¬† dangling off of her foot.¬† I picked her up and carried her to the car.¬† Her mom ran into the house and got a towel to wrap around her foot so she would not have to look at it en route to the er.¬† I said that I had to find my keys, but I knew where they were.¬† I wanted to go back and make sure that there was not any of Keri’s toe laying on the ground.¬† I jumped in the car and we headed for the hospital.¬† I’ll skip the part of the story where I broke every possible traffic law on the way to hospital.¬† We got Keri into the er and they had to do some x-rays on her foot as well as her knee and abdomen as they also sustained some damage.¬† We waited for quite a while for the er doctor to come back and let us know wat was going on.¬† We already had some idea of the severity because the doctors first question after taking peek at her toe was when was the last time you ate? After a long delay and us all wondering what is going on, a man barges into the room in plain clothes.¬† He was not rude, or apologetic, just facts and he spoke in a way that said I know this is what I do and I’m good at it, borderline arrogant but in a good way.¬† He simply said, “I’m a bone doctor, they called me as a specialist and from the desrcription of the x-ray I thought it deserved a look.¬† You pulverized your big toe and also pretty severely fractured your 3rd toe.”¬† As he peeled back the bandage that was covering the toe he said he was glad that he came up there.¬† “There is a good chance that we will have to amputate the toe, we are going to try and save it, but the big risk is infection.”

They took Keri into surgery pretty quickly.  Afterwards the doctor said that saving the big toe was a viable option but the third toe was also an open fracture so they had to clean it out as well and will require pins to be put in.  Additional surgery will be required.  Most likely they will have to do a bone graft from her hip to see if they can get the tip of the big toe to grow bone since 60% of the bone is missing.

At this point we are waiting to see if infection sets in and if it will be a candidate for saving the toe.  Either way we we are looking at having another surgery in the next few days.

Keri is doing great and is in good spirits.  There is significant pain but she is being very tough.  Thanks for your thoughts and prayers.  It is funny how complex our bodies our and how fragile they can be. 

Away for the weekend

Are you ever driven to get away? just away from it all, away from nothing (or everything?!)? I am a change fiend; addicted to the change of seasons, the thrill of a new hair cut (or color!), rearranging rooms seasonally or more. We had the chance to get away to my sisters with the family for the weekend and took it up before the invitation was¬†completely¬†out of her mouth. I get so many great ideas out there. My sister is quieter, an attribute I don’t possess. But maybe that’s why I get so many ideas when I’m around her. We talk (or maybe I talk and she listens, I don’t know) and I walk away with fresh thoughts, ideas and inspiration on keeping life simple. Her husband is a man of a different cloth than most. I adore him, rough edges, spurs and all. He knows how to keep it real. He puts Luke to work when we¬†come¬†out, gripes at my kids when they need it and makes a killer steak and eggs for breakfast. ¬†(Which I don’t eat but have heard is amazing!) I always leave thinking about how we do things & why. It’s good for a soul, to question, assess, change and grow.

My sister calls this the Stephenville Community Garage Sale. We found some great stuff-to be posted later.

Flea market shopping and snacks


Puppy kisses


My Christmas gift from my daddy ūüėČ

Me wishing this was my Christmas present from my daddy.

A day on the lake

A few Sundays ago my brother offered to take us out on the lake. So we slept in, had a great big breakfast, watered the garden, loaded up a¬†picnic¬†& a cooler and headed out for the open waters. The kids each took their turns being thrilled: the big truck we rode in, the life jackets, the birds, the splashes of water, driving, honking, climbing around to see all the views. Amazing day. Thanks bro-you’re the best.

Joss was more excited about the life jacket Riley brought her than being on a boat.

Boating Beauties

Checking for fishies

Trip driving with Riley-Riley laughing because all he wants to do is honk the horn.

The usual attempt at a family shot-3 out of 4 is not bad.

"working" with Ri Ri-another highlight of the day for Jossi

A trip to Barron Downs

A few weekends ago we ventured out to Stephenville, TX, population 20,000 people; 200,000,000 head of cattle. My sister Kelli & her horse trainer hubby live on 3,000 acres of wide open spaces. So we roamed, shot, fished, sat, whittled (just kidding), bulldozed burn piles, met new animal friends, ate, drank & were generally merry. We had a great time…

kids on a fence

the country life

a curious horse

Jossi horse whispering

My sis & seb

kids on a boat

Trip being brave...

Mommy being brave

pretty fish

my baby love

ya, I'm tough (notice the face of focus)

Airplanes-Trip’s favorite topic

Well, one of them. He loves “choo choo trucks” too. (That category covers all locomotives, eighteen wheelers, pickup trucks & everything in between!) We are still in Texas packing in lots of loving & attention for the kids. They’ll be rotten by the time we get home, I’m sure! These shots are from our weekend at 1000 Trails, the cabins at Texoma.¬† They had a little airshow going on the weekend we were there. Trip was so excited. As was my brother Riley. It seems boys of all ages have the same soaring spirit of adventure & get bit by the same bugs. It was really fun to see them both be so excited over the planes, the sights and the sounds. The old men pilots were story tellers of old, each one so proud of their machine, when they’d bought it, for how much & all they’d done to it since. “Take a look at that…” they’d say like it was no big deal, but just bursting at the seams with pride, waiting to see your reaction to their skilled handiwork.

Here’s a few fun shots…

Trip calls this the "geen pane"

This was my fave-an old cessna refurbed

Brother stylin'

This was the Sea-Bee

Joss explaining to Pop how it works.

Was this too many pictures? I may have gone overboard.