Lesson Learned – Always double-check the stall doors after your daughter leaves the barn.
Amara (Princess’s trainer) and her mom are gone for a few days. They asked if we could do the morning feeding for the horses yesterday and today. Of course! Princess and are up and out the door by 6:15 It’s always fun to do morning feeding because the horses are so happy to see you and make all these fun noises and are all cuddly – at least as cuddly as a horse can be.
We fed all 3 horses, gave each of them a little extra lovin’, and hung out and just watched them for awhile. Then Princess and I decided to muck a couple of the stalls because that meant we had more time with the horses.
When we were done mucking, I took the bucket out to dump it. Princess came out, shut the barn door, and we were off – headed home to shower and get to school.
Around 12:30, Pam and Tessa show up for Tessa’s lease ride. I get a call and she says “Just wanted you to know that Cowboy was out in the barn when we got here. We got him back in his stall. He’s knocked quite a bit of stuff over, but I can’t tell what he’s actually gotten into.”
So I drive out there because I know pretty much what was in all the bins because I was just there.
Luckily, he didn’t eat any of the 8 bales of hay he had access to! He nibbled on one, but nothing much.
He knocked the lids off of both his grain bin and Sunny and Shadow’s grain bin. But, he did not enjoy any additional grain, either. All the cups and other things were just as we’d left them in the bins.
He may have had a little extra Corta-Flx, but not much. At least his joints will be nice and oiled!
He did eat a couple peppermint horse treats, but not the entire bag, so that was good!
The only thing we’re not sure of is a fiber supplement. I hadn’t used that, so I don’t know how much was in the bin before he got there. Amara will look when she gets home today and tell me. If anything, that would’ve at least helped counteract any stomach issues!
The big (or small I guess) baffoon!
Judging by the lack of damage done in the 6 hours he may have had, I don’t think he was out for very long. Guessing it took awhile to finish breakfast. Then he had to bother Shadow a bit. Then he probably looked out his stall door for awhile whishing he was outside. Who knows how long it took him to figure out the inside stall door moved, and then how long it took him to decided to get it open far enough to get out.
I can just see Shadow and Sunny in there stalls going “Dude! You’re not supposed to be out there! You’re gonna be in TROUBLE!” Then, when they saw him dining on treats “Yo. Cowboy. Ol’ Buddy ol’ Pal. Bring us a couple of those, will ya?!”
What I wouldn’t give to have had a barn cam so we can see what he actually did during his free time!
At least he didn’t take a crack at the barn door and end up roaming the neighborhood!
Pam and Tessa watched him for a couple hours while they were there. Princess and I headed out for a check after school. Susie checked on him again when she went out to feed the horses dinner (reduced portions for my escapee!). And Amara’s dad and sister checked on them again before bed to make sure he wasn’t sick.
This morning, Cowboy was good to go. Happy as ever waiting for breakfast.
Feeling lucky! That mistake could’ve been a disaster!
I think I checked each stall door latch 5 times before I left this morning, made sure every lid on every bin and jar was latched and screwed on as tight as possible, and I STILL feel like I’m going to get a call!
We’ve been having a blast with baseball, swimming, and horses
Monday, Dude got hit by a pitch at practice. Smashed into his left hand while he was swinging the bat – ouch! It immediately turned blue and got huge and puffy. Numb fingers. Couldn’t move his fingers. It wasn’t much better Tuesday morning, so I took him to the Urgent Care. Why not the doc, you ask? Because the doc doesn’t have an x-ray machine and we would’ve had to go somewhere else after seeing the doc. I was one-stop shopping!
Anyhoo – doc took one look at it, poked around a bit, and said “Yup. Betting that thing’s broken. We’ll get an x-ray.”
X-ray was negative – woot! She said she couldn’t believe it. He had been hit so hard that his skin broke even through the batting glove! She’s convinced the batting glove absorbed enough impact to keep his hand from breaking. No restrictions – just let the pain dictate the activity – is what she told him . . . while she recommended 5-7 days of no batting or catching.
Wednesday, took him to the regular doc for his regular physical (had I remembered he had this appt., I probably would’ve just made him wait since he wasn’t complaining). Regular doc took a look at it and said he’s surprised it’s not broken. Judging by where the bruise and cut are, the ball hit just the right place so the area between the bones in his pinkie and ring fingers absorbed most of the hit. If the ball was left or right a tiny bit, broken hand.
Of course he tried to put his glove on at practice yesterday and found out that 48 hours does not equal 5-7 days! Also discovered he cannot grip a bat yet (um, duh!). Boys.
So yay! We’re feeling lucky this week He’s bummed he can’t hit or catch, but he can still run . . . which is one thing he does often in the games since he’s the fastest guy on the team. He gets to pinch run for the pitchers.
Looking forward to another weekend of baseball up north of Denver!
I know that all parents out there wear many hats. But some days, it seems like we wear every hat at some point during that day. I got home last night around 9:00 p.m. with the kiddos and was totally wiped out. I couldn’t really figure out why because I’d spent Monday “catching up” after vacation, so yesterday should’ve been pretty routine. Then I thought about my day. I started at 5:30 a.m. because I had lots to do . . . here are the hats I wore in order . . .
Scout Mom – Updated scout records with awards and rank advancements.
Mom – Chatted with kiddos as they got ready for their school day. Recapped what they had to plan for after school.
Human – Morning doc appt. for ears that have been bothering me since last summer. Finally got some meds to hopefully help the pain.
Scout Mom – Trip to Scout shop after doc to pick up awards kids have earned in the past few weeks.
Business Owner – Stopped at post office to ship some books and posters.
Adult – Finished last load of laundry from vacation.
Contractor – Sent out invoices for March work completed.
Wife – Went to lunch with Hubby
Accountant – Worked on 1st quarter taxes for business.
Mom – Picked up Princess from school.
Horse Owner – Took Princess out to see Cowboy. We had a ground lesson to learn how to properly walk a horse, teach a horse who’s in charge, bond with a horse. Fed horses.
Mom – Took Princess to Dollar Tree to pick up give-aways for school function.
Baseball Mom – Stopped by Dude’s practice to see how it was going.
Adult – Target stop for miscellaneous items for laundry, etc.
Home Owner – Stop at Home Depot for new broom for garage and 5-gallon bucket for dog.
Baseball Mom – Back to practice to socialize with the other baseball moms (whom I LOVE DEARLY!) and pick up Dude.
Catcher – Over to the indoor cages with Dude and his Coach for a pitching lesson. I got to catch (Yay! My therapy for the day). Dude is getting GOOD and can throw HARD and has a NASTY curve (when it works).
Bad Mom - Run through McD’s for dinner for kiddos (at 8:45 p.m.!).
Chauffer – Carted the kids around all afternoon and then home at the end of the day. We arrived home at 9:15 p.m.
Mom – Ensure kiddos are showered, all homework is done, they are ready for bed (and ready for Wednesday!).
41 year old – Dragged my old knees, dead shoulder (catching is fun, but ouch!), and sorry ass into the shower to de-horse and de-baseball myself before passing out so I was ready for today’s 5:45 wake up call. Princess was determined to go see Cowboy at 6:15 this a.m. so she see him and we could feed the horses (and sweep the barn!) before school. Yes – we did do this.
Tonight – there is DEFINITELY a couch and some whiskey in my future after I put on my Swim Mom hat for practice and complete the day. I think I’ve earned it
My friends know me well. Very well. Too well sometimes. Here are a few things I’ve said to them over the past couple of years.
I’m NEVER buying a hard-sided camper! I love the popup!
This lovely little thing now lives in my barn
We’re not going anywhere. I love our house. The neighborhood is awesome. We love it here.
As of February 1st, we reside in this dwelling
We are NOT getting a horse.
Um ya – you guessed it. Meet Cowboy!
Yes, yes we did. We bought Princess a horse. She can no longer say we never buy her anything!
He’s a 17-year old palomino pony. His previous owners shaved him so he’d cool off faster after indoor workouts this winter. He’s so cute when he gets all of his hair – he’ll be the color of his legs! Beautiful. We’ve seen him at almost every show Princess has ridden in. He’s a highly trained jumper and very well-behaved. Princess was so comfortable and happy on him when we went to check him out for leasing options. Owners were set on selling him for personal reasons. Hubby and I chatted, did a ton of research, talked to people, and went for it! I won’t bore you with details of our arrangement, but Cowboy will live at Princess’s trainer’s house. While we have a barn, we are not ready for a horse to live here. Princess is a horse girl, we are not a horse family. Cowboy will be only about 5 miles away, which I guess means I’ll be making lots of trips to his house and back in the coming months
We are so excited to have Cowboy! Not something I thought I’d ever say, but it all felt so right and seemed to fall in place. Sometimes you just know.
On Saturday, Princess and I spent the day at the Rocky Mountain Horse Expo. And by day, I mean we left the house at 8:45 a.m. and got back home at 10:40 p.m. So ya – the WHOLE day. Basically we did whatever Princess wanted to do all day. She’d marked the schedule with a highlighter before we left home.
We walked the Expo for quite a few hours. We bought horse books – fiction and non-fiction (so glad my little lady loves to read!). Princess voted on the best of the horse art on display in sculpture, painting, and photography. We spent a lot of time petting the miniature horses. We looked at tons of random stuff. We got a quote on a large lawn tractor with a mower deck and snow blower from the John Deere guy. We ate hot dogs and burgers and ice cream and nachos and french fries. We attended seminars on how to start your horse over jumps. We spent hours sitting in the main event center watching Polo and Polocrosse. We spent more hours sitting in the main event center watching the Colt Starting Challenge (way fun to watch these guys and gals take an unbroke 3 or 4 year old horse and break it – 8 trainers with 8 totally different methods!). We spent more hours sitting in the main event center watching The Mane Event in the evening . . . English and Western dressage, vaulting, people standing on two horses as they walked, chariot races, synchronized horseback riding (aka drill team), Icelandic pony demonstrations, roping, cutting. Tons of fun!
An awesome day of horse experiences with my Princess.
In other news, while Hubby and Princess headed up to Breckenridge snowboarding on Sunday, I spent the day watching Dude play baseball. It was BEAUTIFUL outside (68 and sunny) and their coach had set up 2 scrimmages. We were at the fields from Noon to 4:30 . . . and we didn’t mind a bit.
He got to pitch the first game . . . pitched only one inning, but allowed only 1 run and got the win – so yay for my Dude who hadn’t really pitched at all! He hit well, played the field well, and scored runs in both games. Fun fun fun! Much better than the previous weekend in the IceBreaker tournament where the temp was 20 with a windchill ~0 degrees!
Next up – heading to Arizona for a tournament over spring break. Woot!
For the past few days, I’ve let Dude drive up the driveway. Down the driveway. Pull into the garage. Use the emergency brake. Back out of the garage. Drive on our tiny little gravel road almost to the highway. Drive from the gravel road into the driveway, up the hill, and into the garage.
He’s learning to be soft with the brakes . . . not look at the brake and gas pedal (sheesh!) . . . signal his turns (now to have him NOT look at the signal turner onner) . . . use the high and low beams . . . come to a complete stop at the end of the driveway . . . not run into our lovely new boulder indicating that YES THIS IS OUR DRIVEWAY . . . and so on.
So today when we left for the bus, I told him to go get in and start the car so he could drive to the end of the driveway. So far this had been our little secret. I knew Hubby was coming with us this morning and I wanted to see his reaction.
When he saw Dude in the driver’s seat, he just shook his head and looked at me like “Can you believe that guy?!”
Then Dude started the car. Hubby held up his driver’s license.
Then I got in the passenger seat.
Hubby just shook his head as Dude backed out of the garage. And to be a smart ass, just when Dude was almost all the way out of the garage, Hubby smacked the front bumper.
HAHAHAHAHAHA! Scared Dude to death! I may have done more than giggle
Dude drove us all down to the highway where we performed a Chinese Fire Drill and headed to the bus stop.
I’m not sure if Hubby was nervous Dude was driving or sad to see him in the driver’s seat. I mean, he did get all upset when he discovered Dude was wearing the same shoe size as he does!
Dude still thinks this is the best thing since wireless controllers for the Xbox; however, I’m pretty sure the excitement of the driveway won’t last 2 years until he gets his permit
So it’s been kinda weird this week with Dude heading over to babysit right after school. The other day, he actually planned ahead! While on the bus home, he texted and asked if he could just walk to H’s house after babysitting. We confirmed there was no homework and that it was OK with H’s parents, so I said yes.
Weird. I know I know – he’s 13. I know what I was doing at 13! But it’s weird that I’m not in the neighborhood. Instead of stopping home to ask, he’s texting and just doing it. Hubby picked him up at 7:30 that evening. My Dude was gone for 12 hours on a school day without me seeing him. Just weird.
Then I was in a super good mood the other day, so I stopped at the end of the driveway and told him to get in an drive. He couldn’t believe it! Figured he’s not going to hit anything now that we have space, so why not learn?
He did fine – we only had a couple times where we could’ve gotten whiplash from his braking skills (or lack thereof). He pulled into the garage without hitting anything.
The thing that made me giggle was when he yelled out in the middle of the drive up the hill:
“This is sooooo cool! Driving is so fun! I can’t wait until I can do this all the time!”
Um ya – pipe down Skippy. You hit a top speed of 5 mph. I don’t think you’re ready to win any races yet!
There are all kinds of milestones in a kid’s life. I’m pretty sure those milestones, or at least the importance of each one, are different for the kid and the parents.
My baby got his first babysitting gig.
A neighbor from the “old” neighborhood asked if he’d be interested in watching their 1st grader from the time school is out until Dad gets home from work next week. They ride the same bus, so it’ll be easy.
Dude was ecstatic. He was like “I would totally like to do that!”
I was like “Sure, he’s responsible and can totally do it.”
Then I was like “What?! My baby responsible for another human being all by himself for 2 hours each day!”
He will be fine. He knows lots of stuff. He’s a lot of fun. And I’m only minutes away . . . even though I know won’t need anything.
Dude and mini-Dude will have a blast.
Just one more milestone for Mom to accept even though Dude doesn’t even see it as one.
I was never so happy as yesterday to see my kiddos get on the bus.
They were both home all last week with the flu. Missed all 4 days of school.
They both felt very well and better on Thursday, but I had them stay home anyway so they could rest and make sure.
Oh. My. GAWD!
Shoot me now!
Dude had some buddies over Saturday because I told him he could have the guys over during the long weekend (no school Friday or Monday). They were great and fine and had fun and went home Sunday at 1:00.
Princess had some friends over Sunday because I told her she could have the girls over during the long weekend. They were great and fine and had fun and went home Monday at 3:00.
Needless to say – I got nothing done. Yayaya – they’re old enough and know what’s happening when they have the flu, so it wasn’t awful. But both of their bathrooms needed to be cleaned. Then we finished unpacking both of their rooms and hanging stuff on their walls.
Then I finally got my hobby/craft room unpacked and organized (yay organized!).
Then Princess and I made her warm window shades for her room. For those intertwined in the saga – yes I DID find the buttoneer AFTER we got a new one and finished her shades. It was IN HER PAJAMA DRAWER! No, I have no idea why.
Then I finished unpacking and organizing the family room downstairs (DVDs, Wii games and controllers, XBox games and controllers, board games, poker table, Lego table…).
I AM SO DONE!
Still have the shed and garage this weekend (no, that didn’t happen last weekend) . . . but that I can handle.
Now to get some WORK done since I’ve been on hiatus for far too long.
And then to get taxes organized and done for personal and business.
I have a feeling my whiskey mug will be making an appearance or two this week again!