We have had quite the week here at the farm. On Saturday we tapped all of our trees for maple syrup — they were trickling a bit when we tapped them, but then it decided to get cold so we haven’t seen much action. Hopefully later this week it will warm up and we can have our gallons to boil down. All of the Stoltz clan was here and I am really hoping we can make it an annual event.
Then Tuesday was my birthday — 29, so pretty much the last one I’ll be celebrating officially for awhile 🙂 I had a great day, including lunch with a great friend, a date night with my husband…and even got some fantastic surprises!
and then on Wednesday we picked up our baby chicks! The kids are obsessed with them, and who can blame them as they are stinkin’ cute — Connor even offered to sleep on the couch so he could watch them all night…and I must admit…I thought about it too 🙂
This weekend “Orange Grandma” & “Papa Greg” are here as we will be celebrating Connor’s third birthday on the 17th — how on earth is my little guy turning three?! Connor James you have come so very far from that little yellow baby we brought home three years ago and we love you beyond words!
P.S. I almost forgot — we also got a new Pope this week too, how awesome is that?! Prayers for Pope Francis the First!
but you’ll notice that she has a smile on her face. The worst part is we really don’t know what happened but she has about an inch gash on her forehead. It was Monday so Aunt Julie was here playing with the kids and all of a sudden I just hear “cari, Cari, CARI” — I did not realize how badly head wounds bleed. Oh my goodness! But thankfully we got it stopped and Laura and I took a little trip to Urgent Care (but only after an ice pop that we reserve only for BIG owies). Mark met us there and thank goodness — because I have a little…umm…issue with blood — like i pretty much pass out every time I give blood, and get nauseous for a big paper cut, so needless to say I was very happy to see the hubs. The doctor was able to glue Laura’s wound so we didn’t need stitches…YEA! And she did SO good — such a little trooper!
In other news we have had two baby calves this week! One, that Mark named Faith, is about a month premature so her name is fitting as we had “Faith” in her and the other girl is yet to get a name — Connor just can’t seem to pick one fitting for her, but she has this fun “patch” over one eye and I think she looks like a pirate.
We have lots of fun things coming up in the weeks ahead, including tapping trees (hopefully) tomorrow, and the Con-Man’s third birthday, and (drum roll please) SPRING! So ready for it. Today was gorgeous and we were enjoying a little fun with the icicles today
Not much is happening on the farm right now. It is winter, It is cold, we are sick of playing inside and even though we put on our snowpants and go outside most days (mommy’s sanity can not handle “inside recess” anymore!) it is starting to get old. We have a very unique bright spot on the farm — babies! We have two babies in the barn now and I’d like to introduce them:
Marshmallow is a sweet, sweet girl. It was snowing the day she was born and her momma is named Snowdrop, so we batted around some names, snowflake, blizzard, etc; but in the end it was Connors turn to name her and when Marshmallow was suggested he LOVED it! Marshmallow has lived in a few different places:
This is her in the Hay Mound — Mark made her a “igloo” out of hay bales and she was SO cute when she would stick her head out to say hello.
Generally calves live outside in little sheds shortly after they are born (they don’t have the immune system to fight off all the germs the other cows in the barn have) but it has been ridiculously cold here — so Marshmallow got the star treatment in her straw igloo — but now she is old enough to be in the barn and seems very happy with her stall in the corner.
Sleepy is the newest addition to our herd. I took this photo when she was less than 24 hours old. I don’t know too much about her yet, but so far she seems to live up to her name. It was Laura’s turn to name the calf when she was born so Laura and I walked up to the barn and found her I asked Laura what she wanted to name her “cow” she replied…now generally anything (within reason) goes when naming cows, but “cow” was just not going to cut it — so Laura went and played for a bit and then came back looked at the calf and said “he seepy” — well he is a she, but “Sleepy” stuck.
We’re so blessed to have a few glimmers of new life around us this week, as I for one am getting pretty sick of all the white (ok now somewhat grimey grey) stuff. But I know shortly there will be green all over the farm (the tulips were just starting to peek out of the ground last Sunday) and I will REJOICE in that. Spring is only 20 days away! Love!