Circle of Life.

As many of you know we live with my mom in the house I grew up in. It is wonderful having the land so that Logan can grow up knowing what its like to have animals. The only problem is that we have to talk somewhat about the Circle of Life. Also as many of you know my mom grew up on a Dairy farm. She loves cows. Well since cows are pretty much expensive she settled with having Goats. About 13 years ago (or more) my parents were given the opportunity by my cousin to come down and get two of their goats. This became a love affair between my mom and Blackie (he's the one on the right). He was there for her when she just needed to cry after my dad died, he was there to talk to her (yes he grunted and told her off many times), and was basically there to be our garbage disposal. Granted everything I knew about goats was that they would eat anything. Nope, come to find out (well at least blackie) we got the picky goat. He would not eat clothes, metal etc. He did love any fruit, veggie, tree leaves, etc that we brought out. The one thing that cracked me up (and still shocks people when I tell them) was that he loved cardboard, but most of all he loved the tape that came on the box. What an odd goat huh?

We had another goat Matilda but she was killed by our neighbors dog. We then got two more goats from the same cousin and they since have passed also from dibilitating diseases. We never thought that Blackie would outlive them but he did.

About two years ago a lady at mom's work (who raises goats) had brought these two twins to work with her so that she could bottle feed them and guess who fell deep in love with them? yup you guessed it my mom. For about 6 months they were the babies, AND then the lady brought another baby who she thought wasn't going to make it to work to bottle feed too. He was a red colored goat (more of a rust color) and mom again fell in love. She was given him too.

They have been apart of our lives for a long time. Logan doesn't know any different. Then last week when my mom went out to feed the goats Blackie wasn't doing well. He wasn't doing well at all. We thought in the next couple of days he maybe gone. A couple of days went by and mom went out to feed the goats again and found Penelope (the one on the left in the picture) gone. We still don't know what happened to her. It was heartbreaking.

Today mom went out to check on Blackie again and he was gone. Even though he was an animal he was still apart of our family. I am glad that he's not suffering anymore. He is up there with my dad looking down...this I know. :)

This Boy!

You see those eyes? They are very deceiving (and very loveable!) They are used to help emphasize the phrase "Puhlease can I have it?", they are used to furrow the eyebrows when something doesn't go their way, they are used to pull out the alligator tears and so many other things.

Lately though he has used more of his words, well ok lets get real...the only word he's really using right now is "NO" with the phrases: "I do it", "I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SLEEP", " I don't want to go inside! I want to golf!!", "I don't want to eat it" (followed by food falling on the floor), "I don't want to get a spanking", and " I don't want to talk to daddy." 

He is a wonderful, loving, silly, excitable, funny, golf playing lil man...he's just having some tough times lately...I think he is in the stage of wanting to be so independent and he hates when I tell him he can't and that he's only 2. :)

I admit though we have had some changes in this house. We have switched his room. We didn't just switch his room around, no we switched his room with my mom's so that WHEN (and the answer is still NO on the baby department) the time comes that we have another baby then he is used to his new room. We also put a new BIG BOY bed in there. The first night it was just wonderful. He slept through the night, he laid down and went right to sleep....Now? Well he's sleeping in his crib. He likes to climb up on his BB bed but sleeping in it? Nope. I hope to try to get him more into it next week but I don't know....he's stubborn....you know like his father....ahem not like me at all....

we have tried the bribes and such but nothing is working so we will have to ease our way into it...I think its a hard process to learn at that age...especially since we didn't just move his BB bed into his existing room we moved him into an entirely new room...there are so many new changes. Oh well he will get it--he can't sleep in that crib forever....

I will be posting pictures of his room once I get done decorating.... :)

Hope all is well with you!