Cankles

Enough said.

(By the way--This is the world's shortest blog post...and very upsetting to me!)

Anyone know where you can buy time?

I know, it has been almost a month since I have posted anything. It is amazing that now that I am actually "working" less and don't have homework on top, I actually have less time to do things. This little thing growing inside me is completely exhausting! All I want to do when I get home from school is lay down on the couch. But no...August won't hear of that. She insists we go for a walk to see the girls...every night...no excuses. Too tired? Not good enough for her. Headache? Too bad. Too hot? Whatever. Were going out.

I am really liking the school I am in right now. I like the teachers and the staff. I am learning so much from all of the teachers. They are all very willing to share what they know. I am learning alot about special needs kids. I am especially learning about all of the "backstage" work that teachers do. There are plenty of meetings and dramas that teachers have to deal with. I am finally starting to take over my class full time. At the end of next week, I will have them all morning. By the end of the next week, I will have them all day. Mid October I am switching to another class in the same building. She is a teacher who just looks so cool. And bonus, she is retiring at the end of this year. (Maybe that's a bonus...we'll see where life takes us next spring.)

I finally got to take some pictures of August. (Mom, I know you wanted the other pink shirt but I think this one looks better on the brown backgrounds on the farm. Maybe I'll use the other shirt next time.) No matter what I did, I could not get her to look at the camera and smile. She sees me with the camera and completely ignors me. It was all I could do to get her to stand still.

And now for the pregnancy update. Normal pants don't fit. Normal shirts don't really fit, unless they are stretchy. Maternity shirts are way to big. I'm tired alot. (Hence needing more time. One more hour to sleep would be great!) I have headaches that kill me. Nothing will knock them out. I had one yesterday for five hours! And the wierd dreams are in full swing. I don't remember having quite this many with August. Let me give you an example.

Last night I had a dream that Amy and Rylan got married again. They still had the first wedding, this was like a second wedding. I was in charge of the cooler this time, not Jesse. Instead of buying stuff to put in it, I raided Dad's fridge (which was at the old house we lived in). Three Bud Lite, three Coors Lite, three girly malt beverage, and three sodas (incase someone didn't want to drink). And I dropped it when I got to the church. Thankfully, only the Bud bottles broke. Speech time. I forgot mine and told Jesse that his had better not be better than mine this time. The end. Oh, did I mention that the inside of the church looked more like a bar?

Maybe my dreams are trying to tell me something...

Look at how bored she looks with me!

This is my favorite.

This is Travis' favorite.

I can't get the girl to smile at the camera!

Too Busy!

I had really good intentions to take pictures of August today. I even put her in a cute outfit for it. Then she deemed her jeans "too big" and took them off. She traded them in for more comfy pants. Then the sun never came out and it has just really been a yucky day. Maybe later in the week I will get some pictures of her.

So while Aug's pants are too big, mine are too small. I have grunted around all day in a pair of jeans that used to fit quite nicely. Maybe I should have changed. This little thing has been the cause of much frustration lately. I thought I was past morning sickness (or rather all day sickness). Nuh uh. Now it happens at night. I get really hungry and start to fix supper. Just about when we are ready to eat, the nausea hits. Blah! I haven't eaten a full supper in about a week. (But I eat like a horse all day, so I guess that makes up for it!)

I started student teaching last week. We had two inservice days and then three days of students. I am in a second grade class. So far I have two really funny stories. (I know in only three days I have two great stories!) Sorry, I can't share them on here becuase of privacy for my students. I like the teachers that I am working with and the school. Today, I ironed all my laundry from last week. Do you know how long it has been since I ironed?!?!?!? What a pain! Oh, well. I guess it comes with the territory.

Aug counted at me today. We were both upstairs getting ready for the day. I went downstairs for more coffee (decaf, ew). She told me to "get up here now!" She then counted to ten and stomped both feet until I went back up with her.

We have watched three movies today. Well, I watched three movies. She watched three halves of movies. She kept wanting to watch them and then never made it the whole way through. She got really upset when I tried to turn them off. I mean threw herself on the floor and cried upset.

For those of you haven't seen, visit our photo blog. I took some senior pictures of my cousin, Serena. She did a really great job. I would pose her and then she would change her expression for every shot. I took almost 300 pictures of her and got about 100 usable. Some of my favorites are on the blog. Looking back, I see what I should have changed in some instances. My technique will improve. She was the first person I have shot that wasn't August! It was different having someone actually pay attention to me with my camera. Aug usually ignores me!

TTFN! Ta ta for now....

Misadventures of a Farm Wife, Part 2

Have I told you how much I love my farm life lately? I only wish I had pictures to prove these things. I swear they really do happen!

Let me set the stage...

Monday night. It's raining. We had just finished supper. I grab August's pj's and start to put them on her. Travis says, "oh, sh**!"

"What!" I yell back.
"Cows are out."
"You need help?" I question.
"It would be nice."

I tell August to put her shoes on. What does she grab? Her rubber cow boots! I put on my tennis shoes and situate August on my hip. As we walk out the front door August reminds me that it is raining and that she is getting wet.

The jerseys, enjoying the rain and their new found freedom, take off across the farm...as does Travis. I see the open gate and head for it. Four, five, six cows are out that I can round up by myself. I coax them gently using nice words like "stupid jersey get back in there" and "good holstein, you know what to do." They're in. I lock the gate, rain dripping down my nose, August still telling me that it is raining and that she is wet.

I walk around to the other side of the farm to help Travis and the students round up the last ten or so cows. Kid still on my hip. Only a farm wife would be able to achieve such a feat!

Riding Horses

These are some of the pictures I took this weekend at Dennis and Linda's house. August got to ride one of the horses. Travis took her up into the hay loft so I could get some pictures. After I had taken a few she looked at Travis and said, "Ok daddy. Now jump." I guess she wanted him to jump out.

See my Photo Blog for more pictures.

Where's Auggie's Tools?!?!?!

Travis changed the oil in his truck tonight...and August had to help. He gave her a couple of tools so that she could help him and work on her tricycle, too. She handed him rags and watched him under the truck. When he was done, I picked up the tools that he had given her to put them away. If looks could kill! She pointed at me and said, "Where's Auggie's tools? You put away? A (meaning give) back!" It was too funny. She is so sweet watching him pouring the oil in.

(By the way, whoever made the cake...its really good! All I need is a can of whipped cream!)

He Does Know How to Fish!

Let me illustrate last night for you.

Travis: Do you care if I go fishing?
Me: No, not really.

He leaves. I put August to bed. I do some homework and fall asleep.

Front door slams.

Travis: Erin! Put some pants on and get your camera! I have something to show you!

I slowly put pants on. I'm tired. I suppose I was having a nice dream. I don't really remember. I was quite startled when he came in.

Travis: Look at these! I told you I could fish! (I have been teasing him about not being able to fish. He has been going a couple times a week and has not caught anything.)

So I take his picture.

Travis: Put this picture on your blog tomorrow. Could you get me one of your good knives?

One of his friends comes to the house. Travis had called a bunch of people he was so excited. Are you kidding me?!?!? I am in my pajamas. And you want me to help you? So I get the knife and sit on the kitchen floor by the back door. (Remember, I'm tired.) He comes to get the knife.

Travis: Can you get me a gallon bucket?
Me: You do not need a container that big! You did not catch that many fish!
Travis: Just get it, please.

This morning he showed me, these two fish and a smaller one filled the gallon bucket. Have I mentioned lately how much I love my life?