Paige-isms

"I'm magical!" Told to us at any random time. One of the first times was when we were grocery shopping. No reason, she is just magical.

Crouched down in front of the dog--"Can you talk to me. . . .can you bark at me please?"

"That's sooo beauuuutiful!" Told to us also at any random time.

"I didn't puke today!" when picked up from daycare. She doesn't normally have this problem, but it was worth mentioning to me I guess.

"What?" as I clearly tell her something and she looks right back at me. I repeat the phrase. "What?" is what I hear again. She point blank listens to you but if its not something she wants to hear, she just says that and ignores me. Can't wait for the teenage years.

I want my Mom

So I have been battling the 'ick' for several days and it finally got me down. I am prone to sinus infections and can't just get a cold without it attacking my sinuses. So I gave in and went to the clinic yesterday and got my prescription (which they asked me to wait a day or two to fill--in case I could get over it on my own.) So needless to say I felt like crap today and stayed home from work. Why by the way, do I feel guilty about that? I am not a frequent abuser of days off. Paige went to Kim's and I slept until noon. Now this afternoon, I finally feel human again. I got some drugs and hopefully will be on the mend.
Also, thank you Mom for calling and checking on me. No matter how old I am or how much I whine, I do like it when you check on me when I am sick. For all you others out there; I hope you have a Mom like mine to be around when you are sick. She's the best. Lots of sympathy and if she's in the same house--you'll get the royal treatment. My hubby said she ruined me by doing that--needless to say, he's not as sympathetic as Mom is. He doesn't like to listen to me whine and won't fetch things for me--he's never been cared for by Shelly, otherwise he'd probably be more like her!

All alone. . . sort of.

I think I am officially all by myself for the next 24 hours (or until I go pickup Paige.) So many things I could do. I could clean (ick), conquer some projects I have been waiting to work on, play with some new pictures, or shamelessly sit in front of the TV and do nothing. Hmmmm. . . I figured if I posted my challenge to do something, I might feel obligated to do something productive. We'll see if it works. I do know there will be one nap involved so I can keep this cold I have from progressing!

So, the Cowboy showed up at 8pm and isn't leaving until the morning. Yay! I'm not by myself anymore. Those who know me have seen what I get like after I am by myself for a few hours. Think of a dog just anxiously staring at the door. But, alas, the poor overworked Cowboy was concious a whole 1. 5 hours before he fell asleep. On the plus side, my Peanut did call me to talk to me before she went to bed. Gramma, you can't steal her anymore, I don't know what to do when she's not here. The quiet is eery :)

Paige-isms

Heard from the mouth of Paige recently:


"I took a looong nap." Referring to sleeping all night.

"I want to be so big I can touch the ceiling!" Referring to how her Dad can touch the ceiling and that means you are BIG.

"I went as high as the clouds!" Referring to how high Papa can push people on the swings.

"Do you love it?" Referring to anything that's great at the time. These items can range from shoes to toys. They are also "magical" and "wonderful." I am starting to wonder who gave her the thesaurus.

"How you doing today Mommy (or other name)?" Imagine Joey from Friends saying this and you can imagine how she is saying it.


"Dad--Mommys the boss." Completely unprompted and unscripted. I loved it.


"Mommy, its daytime out. Get up" Whispered to me at 5:55am the other morning. Not cool.

Pony+Swing=Fun

So in the mind of a 3 year old this simple equation is all it takes for some spring time fun. In between our freakish spring snow falls; she has gotten to ride Matt with Daddy on a beautiful Sunday afternoon and play on Aunt Bobbi's swing set when we visited this last weekend. Despite the lack of sleep that makes Miss P and Mom both a little testy when we travel, we had a lot of fun with the blonde ones this last weekend. And Aunt Bobbi, did you know the horse you gave us is almost the same as 'Spirit'--I bet you didn't even realize that!

A restful day

It's been a busy week so here is our week in review.

Miss Paige hunted eggs with Gramma Shelly last Saturday and found lots of candy in the eggs.

Paige got to hunt more eggs at the ranch with her cousins on Sunday morning. Dani helped Paige find tons of eggs. That Easter Bunny knew where to find us even in MT.Aunt Bobbi sent a few dress up outfits home for Paige. She had to try them on as soon as we were home. She loves them.
Friday was dress up day at Kim's, so Paige got to wear her Easter dress (finally) and even cooperated for Mom to take her picture.
Gramma Shelly & Paige sent Mom these really pretty flowers for her birthday. See Mom, they are pretty. I wasn't lying.

We spent yesterday out at the big bull sale fighting the drizzle and mud. I didn't get any heifers for my birthday, but everything there went well. Paige and I came home and took a long nap. Paige woke up and started vomitting so that was my birthday fun. However, this morning she is just fine. Starving and playing just like normal. Here is hoping for a good day and that she's overcame whatever bug got her. I'm hoping for a restful day!

I saw the cheeks!

I don't have all of my Easter pictures uploaded yet; so I am going to share a fun little spring story instead of that. I will hopefully post them soon.

Anyway, my dear Cowboy is working very hard this week as the ranch he works on is having their annual sale this week. For those who are not familiar with what that entails; I will probably have a full update over the weekend since I am obligated to attend. Its also my birthday that day (hint, hint) and I will get to spend it watching extremely expensive bulls and heifers be sold. I think my husband is buying me about 20 heifers for my birthday--how lucky am I?!?

He's been running ragged and is very sick of the mud and muck we are still plagued with. It's a mess at the ranch and they feel they are running behind. However, the last few nice days have melted quite a bit of snow so that is a plus for them. I know its spring and the sale is approaching because. . .I saw my husband's cheeks after 7+months. Monday night the beard was shaved off! Most of it at least. If you know my Cowboy you know he has a goatee and his chin was last seen on Halloween 1999. But for most of the cold season he grows a beard to keep warm. Good for him; bad for the wife. He keeps it trimmed short so he doesn't resemble anyone too scary. But its amazing how young and skinny he looks today. I wonder if I stopped shaving my legs if that would have same effect on them . . .probably not.