The iced coffee is brewing, the fridge is stocked with ice tea and the freezer with popsicles. First aid for a modern mom in hot weather!
The first wave of kidding season is over and the babies and nannies are doing great. Thursday night our last mama finally went into labor. We were having dinner at a friends house, so Dan checked on them when we came home. For the first time in the last nearly four years, he had to intervene. She was clearly overdue and was struggling to birth. By the time Dan found her, she had already lost one kid, most likly to suffocation from a slow birth. Dan could see that the second baby was coming out with one hoof pointed back instead of both forward, so he maneuvered the kid so she could get past the hips and survived. They were both quite large compared to the other kids. So only one loss in the group of 12 kids.
They are so fun to watch as they hop around and stretch their legs. The oldest ones will come to the fence and playfully try to headbutt Nathan’s hand. He just giggles. Nathan adores the cat, but she won’t come near us. She’s too busy hauling her kittens from place to place. She’s moved them more than 10 times!!Silly cat!
This week was hot and dry. I’ve been watering the essentials, like tomatoes, a few of the seedlings and my budding flowers. It was so wet a few weeks ago, then the faucet just shut off, and the soil is badly in need of a good drink. The plants that had a good start are sending their tap roots deep in search of moisture and thriving as evidenced by their lush, green appearance. The mornings and late evenings are the best times to work in the garden, when it is still slightly cool. At least not 90F or 100F!
Friday night we went to our niece’s graduation reception and then headed downtown for the vintage car show, enjoying the live band playing classic oldies, and chatting with friends and neighbors. Saturday there was a parade,but we had some chores that needed doing at home before we headed to the Arts in the Park. Vendors lined up with their wares and trailers of fried foods were stationed at the front. Dan and I spied what we thought was the healthiest and best choice: gyros. The couple was Muslim from Bosnia, and they were serving authentic lamb gyros loaded with sauteed veggies and tzatziki sauce. Of course I had to splurge on something, and chose fried pickles. Yum!
Sunday we spent a much needed day at home resting. Naps all around, and then popsicles around the bonfire in our lawn chairs. Nathan’s reaction was priceless. Even though he got a brain freeze from biting the ice, he kept coming back for more!
There are some events in the course of the day that just wipe out any previous memories of what happened for the week. Yesterday morning was like that for me! Dan had left for work, I was finishing up dishes, and Nathan was a few feet away playing with a new toy scooter from our friends Curt and Laura. I heard him push the buttons, and pushing himself back and forth. Then for a mere 30 seconds it got quiet, so I glanced over to see what had captivated his attention. I was horrified to see poop. EVERY.WHERE. On the car, on his legs, on the floor, smooshed by his feet, and he was rubbing it around with his hands! I was so grossed out, but I put on my big girl mom pants and went to work, sweeping him up in my arms, carefully, so as not to allow his hands or feet to touch me. Then I noticed what was even worse than all of that: he had a brown smear on the side of his mouth!!
I had been slightly bragging to some family earlier about what a good eater is and how he’ll eat anything, and well it’s just a little TOO true! I did not get a picture because, well, I was trying to contain and quarantine the situation.
Eating dirt? Sure. We don’t spray our lawn (as evidenced by the dandelions in early May), so I can get behind the studies on the benefits of good “clean” dirt and the trace minerals, etc. It’s all organic, right? He also tried to eat a worm. Again, I thought it wasn’t preferable, but I ate worms once in preparation to live overseas where termites are part of the cuisine. Just boosts the immune system. Grass? Sure. It’s a green!
But POOP! I have not read any studies on the benefits of human poop. Oh, it’s just awful. This may be a story told at his wedding someday.
I did take a picture later of the poopy car and text it to Dan, informing him that taking off the seat would be his job, so we could hose off the poop that went in the cracks.
Nathan was all too happy to take a bath and be sprayed off, laughing and splashing. As I reflected on the poop eating, I imagine that due to the whole pieces of food that often come out the other end, he probably saw a pea, or corn, or red pepper and well, it looked like his normal lunch. Sigh. You just really can’t be prepared for everything! In my nine years of nannying 8 kids that were 4 and under, years of potty training and poop explosions, I never had a kid eat poop or even play in it! Nathan is a whole new ball game!!
What’s your best parenting story?
And that’s the news from this hot, dry and poopy week on the farm!