A Snake in the Grass

The dogs have been bugging me lately. They always run away to Dale and Debis in the morning and then I have to bring them back in the afternoon. When they get home they guzzle their food and water and then galavant off to the ditch to play with each other again. Oh heavens! Tom tells me to chain them up each day so they don't run away, but then what fun would that be?

About a week ago, I had just put Heston down for his nap and I overheard Ginger barking on the front porch. Ginger usually doesn't bark so close to the house, and this bark was different from her usual bark. So I opened the door to investigate and there, cornered under Sampson's newly built red doghouse, was a snake! I looked for a rattle, and seeing none, I hesitantly checked this thing out. It was huge and not very happy.

When I first moved into this house years ago there was a 5 foot gopher snake on the back porch and a small garden snake in my actual house, so I'm not that skirmish around them, but with a kid, I just don't like them close to my house.


I called my snake remover (Tom) and after telling him how big and scary the snake was, he drove over to save me. Tom did admit it was a pretty big snake and then removed it with our rake 'n hoe.

It was about 3 feet long and an inch in diameter, still too big for my porch.

This snake was mad! He was hissing the entire time, and Ginger's look on her face was priceless. She didn't recognize this new sound and she would constantly tilt her head and perk her ears up at the hiss.

Tom tossed the snake over the fence into the field, he didn't see a need to kill it, it did no harm. So I felt much better.

After Tom and I talked about it, we realized that after all the work that Tom did on Sampson's new doghouse, Samps hardly ever went in it. Maybe that snake had been hiding out either in or under the thing this whole time. Because after Tom removed the snake, Sampson sleeps in his house every night!

Until next time,
The Farmer's Wifey

Baling Time!

Heston and I woke up early this morning to the sound of the balers, and it's such a comforting sound. Thank heavens Hes went back to sleep, 3am was a little early, but I promised him that we'd go out when the sun came up and visit daddy.

Last night the men baled behind our house, and it's just fun to watch them in action so close to the 'ol farmhouse.

So this morning, after I painted the bathroom, I loaded Hes up in his stroller, called for Ginger, and we went to go visit daddy.

 Tom drives the bale wagon these days, which collects all the bales and stashes them nicely onto the wagon, which then makes it easier to stack the bales in our stack yard. This stackyard is east of our house, so I get to watch it grow as more and more grain comes along.

Heston was anxiously awaiting his daddy sighting, and had to have something to chew on, so I tossed him his baby spoon, which he never used and loves it as a toy, hey, whatever makes him happy!

I asked Tom if he would hold Hes and let him drive, so Tom posed for me as Heston grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, 10 and 2 (where did he learn that?) and continue to wait for Tom to push the gas. He's a natural!

Tom had to go back to work, so we walked home and did some watering of the garden and yard, Hes loves to be outside, but loves our dogs even more, so when Ginger sits next to him in the stroller, it makes his day!

Until next time,

The Farmer's Wife

I'm Gettin' Crafty & A Little Birdie's Story

I realized after I uploaded these pictures that my sink is dirty, so don't look too close! You might just see crumbs from Tom's favorite Doritos-Buffalo Wings and Ranch in there.

I got on a crafting kick and have totally re-decorated the house. I had been wanting to make those mason jar soap dispensers for a while, and I waited until my cheap soap dispensers ran out and then used the pumps for this craft. I was pretty proud of myself, it was fairly easy, and with my handy-dandy tool box, I got these things (I did another one for our bathroom) knocked out within 10 minutes, tops! I feel like it adds a nice country touch to the kitchen. I asked Tom if he noticed anything different; sadly, he did not, go figure.

We've had a wreath on the door for a while that I crafted as well, and for the past few days I've heard birdies extra close. When I opened the door, they'd fly off, they I got extra sneaky and started looking out our glass window in the front door, and lo and behold I came eye to beak with a little birdie nesting in the wreath. I think I scared her to death! Now when I open the door, she flies to the hitching post (that Tom every so thoughtfully anchored into our yard) and perches there to watch me and wait for me to shut the door. I always check her little nest and it's so cute that that's where she decided to make her home.

Today, as Tom was leaving for work, I told him to look at the little nest she made, and there, to my surprise, in the tiniest of nests were two beautiful little eggs! "Tom, Tom, look!" So I snapped a couple pictures and can't wait for them to hatch!


The Farmer's Wife

New Shoes, Eating Like a Big Boy, and the Laundry Basket

I was online shopping the other day and saw the cutest little flippy flops for Heston and they were on sale! I ordered them, in the appropriate size for his fat little feet, but when I got them I couldn't get them to fit. I tried and tried, and Hes watched very amused. He now uses them as chew toys. Just goes to show that sometimes things don't turn out like you planned them!

Heston has been pulling himself up into a seated position from his tum tum and is very proud of himself.  When he rolls onto the kitchen floor, he positions himself onto his tummy and then scoots himself all around. When Tom got home yesterday, the kitchen towels were all pulled to the floor, the rugs (as shown) were flipped over and his toys were all scattered about. I'm a pretty neat and tidy person, but yesterday I just let bygones be bygones, and seeing this face makes it all worth it!

Heston also likes to feed himself with those little grain puffs. So I've been cutting them in half so he doesn't choke, and when I give them to him, he looks at me like "really mom? I can totally eat bigger pieces than that." So I gave him a whole piece, and to my amazement, he didn't choke, just stuffed it in his mouth and chewed. How did he get so big? So I sprinkled some puffs on the floor to entertain him, not sanitary, but hey, he was happy!

Then after a weekend of being gone, it was time to do some laundry. Heston loves laundry time because I toss it all out on my bed and he helps me fold them. I left to put his clothes away in the nursery and when I came back, he had the basket over his head and was playing hide and go seek with himself. I grabbed the camera really fast and he flipped the basket over to play peek a boo!

 
 I hope I'm able to catch all of these precious moments, I love doing this blog because I get to revisit each instance and it makes me laugh to myself! Until next time!

The Farmer's Wifey

Getting the Garden Ready with Daddy

Heston loves Tom, I mean, really loves Tom. Heston can be a booger all day with me and then as soon as Tom comes home he lights up and is such a happy little camper.

A couple days ago, Tom wanted to get the garden started. I pulled out the plastic tub of all the seeds and pulled Heston up in his activity center to help.

 

Tom gave him a packet of broccoli seeds, and here are some pictures to capture the precious moments of when Heston thinks he's a big boy helping out daddy!

Heston is such a mini Tom, I love watching him watch daddy, it warms my heart.

The Farmer's Wife

Heston's First Time on Horseback!

Aunt Joyce came over to Grandma Debi's the other day and was playing with Heston Weaver. They offered to watch him for me while I went back home and got some stuff done. Little did I know what an adventure my little man was going to have! And if I knew what a cowboy he was going to be that day, I wouldn't have let him wear his shamrock green leprechaun pants, how embarrassing.

Heston got to ride with daddy out in the fields rounding up some cattle. Grandpa showed him how to hold the reins.

Then they needed to break for lunch and Heston played with the grass. Tom showed him how to chew on it like a true farmer.

Then Grandpa helped him stand on his own two feetsies. Poor Heston, he's still too fat to have his feet support him. He's not even crawling yet, but I better hold my tongue, I'm sure as soon as he starts to crawl he'll be going a mile a minute!

The Farmer's Wife

The Fish Hatchery

Here are all those pictures I had promised in my last blog.

This is the fish hatchery up in Kernville, and thank heavens we went before the big fishing derby weekend. There was no one there the day we went and it was so much fun. We bought some of those fish food pellets and tossed them into each of the rows and watched the little fishies jump.




Mandi kept getting splashed with all the fish water, and Heston loved to watch them gliding through the water. Sadly, after feeding the fishies, our hands smelled so bad. Good thing for all those baby wipes I stash!

 Heston was so spoiled being held constantly and was very proud of his new hat. His little cheeks still burned though.

Zak and Mandi posed in front of the sign, and Heston started laughing so hard at who knows what, and I happened to snap a picture at the perfect moment. His laugh makes me melt with his wrinkled nose and little teeth.

After the hatchery, we drove up towards River Kern and stopped to get some refreshments and play at the river. Zak pushed the stroller down to the river bank and we took off Heston's shoes and dipped them in the cool water. He was not a fan! Too cold!

Well, here's to more adventures!

The Farmer's Wife