Nathan really loves trucks, combines, semis, tractors, trains, pretty much anything with an engine. Last Wednesday he had an up close encounter with a tow truck. I had the kids in the car and we were on our way to the Worthington MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) group at church. Natalie was sleeping and Nathan was just enjoying the scenery as I drove carefully with two hands on the wheel, watching for icy patches and other cars. After a stop sign, about a mile from town, I hit a really icy spot on a main road, did a 180 across the other side of the lane and went in the snow-filled ditch backwards.
I didn’t yell or scream, and thankfully there weren’t any other cars coming! Natalie kept sleeping, Nathan just sat there while I tried to calm my shaky hands and think about what I needed to do next. There were no other cars in sight. Thankfully I had my phone, so I called Dan assuring him we were all okay. He found the information for a reliable towing company and sent them on their way. The car was at such an angle that it would take monumental effort to get out, so we waited.
Others stopped to check on us, and I assured them we were fine, just waiting for the tow truck. I was very aware of the time. Natalie would wake up screaming to eat any moment and there would be nothing I could do, until we were safely delivered elsewhere. I texted back and forth with a friend at MOPS that we would be late, and shared what happened, but that we were OK.
On cue, the tow truck arrived and Natalie awoke. The operator was so friendly and nice. He decided to pull us out sideways, hooking on to the car on the driver’s side. We slid right up, no problem, and Nathan was awed at the whole process. After checking if we had any damage to the tires or car, we turned around, paid our bill and took off. Natalie was crying from hunger, Nathan cried because he wanted to go on a tow truck ride again, and I had a headache from the brief whiplash.
On the heels of recovering from our snowy incident, we had to survive daylight savings time! Thankfully it brought with it warmer weather, so we could get out a little. Natalie is so long and over 12 lbs., so her snowsuit no longer fits. I doubled up a couple fuzzy, warm sleepers, coupled with socks for mittens and a too-big knitted hat and off we went. The chickens were lined up at the door ready to get some fresh air and sunshine. The cats romped from the machine shed over to us, begging for a good petting. The egg count has been in the 20’s all week, so we have plenty to sell if you’re interested. Saturday I made quiche since we have an oversupply of eggs.
Dan and Nathan did an assessment of the bees. We were afraid we’d lost them all from such a hard winter. As you can see in the picture above, many bees do die over the course of the winter, especially one that is harsh. But there is still a thriving colony of several thousand bees and plenty of honey. Dan put a board under the lid to keep moisture from dripping into the hive. This time of year they are at risk of death from dysentery. When it’s warm during the day and cold at night, it creates frost. As the frost melts it drips into the hive causing this deadly dysentery. So hopefully this will help.
Nathan has developed an interest in the toilet, but for the wrong reasons. Instead of learning to use it, he wants to flush napkins, kleenex, papertowels and dead flies down the toilet. Sigh. I hope we cross this major rite of passage soon! Natalie is smiling and laughing. She is so strong and can hold her head up quite well. I am anxious for more Spring-y weather and the chance to get these two outside as much as possible. A little bit of fresh air and sunshine makes a huge difference in all of our attitudes!
And that’s the news from this car-accident-and-dead-bees week on the farm!