I went out for my third Mom’s Day Weekend at Purdue, and what a weekend it has turned out to be. Purdue won their basketball game, and they are headed to the final on Monday night! It was a madhouse here last night. Poor Tyler having to manage his mother in all of it. 🙂 Needless to say, I retired shortly after the game with my travel companion…
Only in a family that revolves around farming do you bring semen tanks over on Thanksgiving Day… …or talk about heat cycles at the dinner table. And let’s not forget how normal it is to discuss ovulation, insemination, and manure consistency. We don’t think anything of it, though. We are genuinely interested in these things, similar to how others are regarding mowing their lawns, basketball games, and what’s…
There used to be three little faces in this picture. Like clockwork every year. All decked out in their new sneakers, shirts, and backpacks. But this year, there was only one. Just one, on the first day of school. As I sit back and think about the past summer and the launch of child number two out into the world, I am also thinking about the launch of…
And he’s off! It has been a week of saying goodbye… and hello. Tears and smiles, hugs…and packing. The ground has been unsteady all summer, but it’s finally firming up again. And it feels GOOD. Every time a child heads out into the great blue yonder, a piece of a mom’s heart gets torn off and goes with her child. All summer, this piece of my heart has…
The kids say I take more pictures of the dog than I do them. It’s true. I talk to her, and I find myself staring at her. I hug her, I kiss her, I make over her constantly. She absolutely is the object of my affection. My dog. Trixie. Do you know we have a joke in the office about the dog having seasonal depression?? I swear, whenever…
When it rains, it pours.. …and even on the 4th of July, hiccups and clouds can come rolling in when you least expect it. That is exactly what happened this year for us. We had a triple threat this holiday week: A tree fell on the car, the refrigerator at the camp died, and it poured for all of our 4th of July festivities. Typically, the 4th of…
In the blink of an eye, it’s high school graduation. How did this happen so fast? Where was I? I was changing diapers, doing laundry, and cuddling away a fever. I was running crazy schedules around practices and games, helping with homework, wiping away tears, and enjoying the little kid’s laughter. I was planning birthday parties and silently praying while watching them launch off of a bicycle jump…
Memorial Day Weekend in New Hampshire. Nestled up near the Canadian border, Pittsburg sits unassuming. It’s crufty, worn, and strong like the old barns that dot its landscape. The old barns are a nod to the farming landscape that used to be abundant, vibrant, and thriving as a way of life. Every year I get to trek up to this country. I think about the family members I…
(From the archives-It’s been dusted off and polished up) The other day I drove by a local farm. Two of the brothers were out in front of the barn working together. One brother was on the back of a tractor, and the other brother appeared to be holding something for the project. Seeing them pulled at my heart as I thought of my boys. Were those brothers peacefully…
I had a great weekend with Tyler at Purdue for FarmHouse Mom’s Weekend. This year was even bigger and better, with more moms–which was great! We put together a flower arrangement and cookbooks of our favorite recipes. I can’t wait to start cooking! I always enjoy my time with Tyler, and out of it, there is always a nugget to share. As I sit here and write, I am…
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