I never thought of February as a busy month, but apparently it is. Here’s what we (okay, mostly me and Wace) were up to last week (because Bert was at the barn, doing Barn Things. Imagine).
The only way to describe last week’s weather was epic, which is partly to blame for my lack of posting. We’re talking sixties, y’all. In February. In Colorado. So we spend the grand majority of our time outside, going on walks, and I did a lot of sitting/working out on the porch while Wacey played. There is no better seat in the house to work on my computer than out on the porch in the morning sunshine with a happy toddler–so happy, in fact, that he can’t always wait to change his clothes to play, so we just slap a jacket on over his jammies. Priorities, right?
Tuesday, of course, was Wacey’s birthday, so he spent the day at the barn with daddy, guzzling donuts, hollering excitedly about the balloons, and playing in his sandbox.
Wednesday, Wace and I both had doctor’s appointments, but they were a few hours apart so we spent time in between getting lunch at Panera, going shopping for a couple of outfits for Little Brother including a coming-home outfit, playing at the park, waving for selfies, and treating ourselves after a long day with some chocolate for Wace (the ratio to ingested vs. smeared on face was pretty low, I think) and a Starbucks for me (God bless the Starbucks drive-through).
The boys fed cows while I failed to take a single picture of any of the calves born last week (no more twins, though) and we visited the Turkey Farm (just kidding, that’s Headquarters).
We also got some awesome mail, not to mention the beautiful gifts from friends and family for Wace, which were not photographed because Wacey knows what presents are now and who am I to ask the birthday boy to wait while I take a picture? I love getting mail, even if it’s just boring stuff I ordered!
I didn’t end up getting to go on the tour of the packing plant that was supposed to happen Friday, but we’ll reschedule–things came up, not the least of which was some major water trouble down at the calving barn. Bert was uncertain about keeping Wacey while I was gone because the aforementioned water trouble required shutting all the water off, and hurrying to try and fix the problem with a backhoe and some pretty serious equipment, none of which is baby-friendly, and it was too late to make other arrangements. But, c’est la vie, and in calving the girls take precedence over everything, so we expect things to get a little glitchy sometimes.
And it’s totally okay, because we got to play outside in seventy degrees.
And yesterday, I made it to 35 weeks! Things are getting so real, and I’m stuck between prepare all the things and hey, you got this, it’s just a baby. I do need to at least make a list of what to bring to the hospital, though!
Happy Monday (or pre-Valentines, if that’s more your style). Hopefully I can get my act together a little better this week, even though we’re in for another week of gorgeous weather! I hope to go out and snag some pictures of the pairs so you can see how big our babes are getting–when they’re bitty, Bert can doctor by going out and grabbing them by a hind leg with a hand, but yesterday he had to come home and saddle because they’re officially too big and fast! Most of my plans revolve around administrative Ranch Things and tying up loose ends–I’m just going to be operating for the next several weeks as if I might go into labor, because I’m a control freak and I want to make sure everything is neat and tidy (both literally and figuratively) so I can relax and enjoy Bub when we get home, and so the guys aren’t like, getting tickets for expired license plates.
It’s a glamorous life, and someone’s got to live it.