BLOG: MIA

Hello Friends and Family!  Well, where has the time gone?!  My last post was October 15th.... It's March 19th...  I hate that I let this thing fall off the face of the Earth again!

A lot of things were happening when I left Poop and Hiccups last... My sweet Annie dog had just had a little incident that left her unable to use her back legs.  :(  The vet so graciously offered to keep her free of charge for as long as it took to get her back together.  He really believes that she will be able to use her legs again, with time and healing!  After Annie's accident, I wrote a long, long post about this sweet dog - almost a little obituary for her.... Well, she's still very much alive and I have that post just saved in the dashboard of my blog.  Something about that unpublished post has kept me away from the blog.

Almost a week ago, I got to attend the Women in Ag conference in Marshall and listened to Jolene Brown speak and share stories and humor of life on the farm.  She said you always need to find the humor in things!  I scribbled on my little note pad "Write more.  BLOG!"  I knew I HAD to get back to this.  Finding the humor in the craziness that is life is so important and I'm going to forget it all if I don't get back to sharing these stories! 

So.  Here I am!  Hopefully I can take the time to sit down and share the funny stories of our crazy, beautiful life!

Now, let's see if I can remember some stories that I've missed.....

Here are a few nuggets I found thanks to the always available Facebook...

"Just picked up a small brown crumb-looking item off the living room floor and smelled it to make sure it wasn't poop.... Sometimes you just can't trust Charlie! ‪#‎tmi‬ ‪#‎momproblems‬ ‪#‎poophappens "

"Seth called and said he finally found a good use for the chain link fence. I knew exactly what I was going to find back there.... the bottle calf. I actually enjoy it and it's a great experience for the kids! Wyatt wants to bring it in the house.... :| "  - This was an interesting little moment in time.  We had a bottle calf in our backyard.  We all enjoyed the experience until it became clear that the calf was only pooping on the deck or the sidewalk... And it was starting to scratch the deck.  It has since been relocated to the comfort of the barn.

"What is this "tax refund" everyone speaks of.....? ‪#‎farmlife "

"Lovely little family night in the barn. Then Wyatt says 'I didn't know you could throw hay so far, Dad!' 'Hey, Mom, guess what I have...? Hay in my pockets...!' "

"Mom, I love you." "I love you, too, Wyatt...!" "But I don't like the girls in my class because they're too girly..."

"Our Valentine's Day tradition.... heart-shaped meatloaf...  I hope my boys remember this forever and end up wanting their wives to do this for them because that's what their mom always did.... "

"My kids haven't officially been weighed in for their 4 and 2 year check-ups.... (I know, I'm slacking...) but I feel like they're huge! According to our scale, Wyatt and Charlie weigh in at 42 and 36 pounds, respectively... Wyatt wears a 4 snuggly... Charlie wears a 2 or 3.... These boys are so awesome. They make me smile and melt my heart every single day.... They also infuriate me nearly every day.... but hey, such is life. And I cannot imagine it without them. ‪#‎proudmomma‬ ‪#‎sappymomma‬ All that's missing here is an adorable photo.... I'll share one soon"

"Ummmm, yikes..? Just found this in Wyatt's take home folder from school.... I'm a little surprised I didn't get pulled aside and asked about this. In case you can't see it - "It's a firepit hospital... it burns people". ‪#‎creepythingskidssay "

"'Uh-Oh!! Hey Mommmma! Sponge-sposby's on!!!'  Spongebobby isn't allowed in the Tyre House. Charlie knows the rules..."

"Hello! My name is Lindsey and I'm turning 30 in a few days. I went to Vegas and all I bought was this big drink and insoles for my high arches.... ‪#‎imgettingold‬ ‪#‎gobigorgohome‬ ‪#‎vegas "

"'Hey mom... can I have some juice..?'  'What kind of juice do you want..?'  'Whatever kind of juice that makes poop come out.'  Hahahah. Maybe he's a little bound up... ‪#‎fouryearolds "

"My good ol' husband is working today - he says it's the first day of the year, you have to do what you're going to do all year. If that's the case, I'll be cleaning the house and picking up toys while diffusing petty toy sharing arguments all year. I guess that'll do... :)  ‪#‎happynewyear "

"Little moments that make our hearts so happy... Tonight we were about to pray at dinner and Wyatt asked if he could say his prayer first - of course! "Come Lord Jesus be our guest and let these gifts to us be blessed. All my exes live in Texas. Texas is the place I really love to be." Nothing like singing a little song to wrap it up. This boy..... "

"Wyatt is full of it this morning. The other day I gave him a carrot and told him it was good for his eyes so he needed to eat it. Last night, we had cooked carrots out of our roast - of which he wasn't so much a fan. This morning he came right up to me and said "Coooooked carrots, aren't good for your eyes.... NOT cooked carrots, are......." He also told me he wanted me to start growing his baby sister in my belly. I told him to go tell his daddy.  Haha!"

Well I think that about wraps it up!  I'll try to do better...... :) ‬

Hard to Love

At Poop and Hiccups, a lot of time is spent telling stories about the kids and all of the crazy/beautiful times they get us into.  Today, I was making dinner listening to music and a song that I hadn't heard in a long time came on the radio.  I was instantly taken back and inspired to write a little something about my main squeeze. 

The butter to my bread.

The dill to my pickle.

The peanut butter to my jelly.

I'm writing this in the kitchen.  And I'm hungry.

Hard to Love by Lee Brice.  If you don't know this song, you can't continue reading until you stop, google it, listen to it. 

Just over five years ago, Seth and I were married.  Here we are in the same little ol' house Seth moved into 7-8 years ago.  We've added on and added two kids.

This man drives me nuts.  We ebb and flow.  We love each other more than I ever thought I could love someone but we also drive each other more nuts that I ever thought possible.  I think this is normal.  If it's not... don't tell me. 

I think we balance each other.  Pardon the language - but I'm a jackass.  I break out in song and dance randomly, I speak in random accents.  I'm a jackass.

Seth is a serious, hard-working man.  There isn't a day that goes by that Seth doesn't have a list of 20+ things that he is going to try to accomplish that day.  Don't get my wrong, I usually have a fairly impressive to-do list also.  Mine is just hindered by these two little men that moved in with Seth and I over the past few years.

During one of our "you drive me more nuts than anyone I know" moments of life, Seth had done something to scrunch my face into major frustration.  And then, he started singing.  ....

"I'm hard to love, hard to love."

I couldn't do anything but grin. 

This could not be more true. 

I'm not saying this song defines our entire marriage.  I'm sure, like everyone else, we would need an entire album for every different day of the week, month, year.

Going back even further, Seth and I met when we both just 15 at the county fair.  I had gone with a few friends to the teen dance.  I saw Seth.  Seth saw me.  I'm not sure which happened first but Seth, being the suave man that he thinks he is, approached me.  He got my phone number and we spent the summer having a relationship over the phone.  We were 15.... He called me every morning before 7am.  I'm thinking, who in the world is this kid... Up before 7 during the summer and talking about the work he's doing.  Freak.  :)  By the way, I have a feeling this is exactly how little Mr. Wyatt is going to turn out.  There are worse things. :)

Fast forward to the end of the summer and Seth broke my heart by deciding to date some other girl at the state fair.  Really, though, I was pretty upset by this.  I was really enjoying my chats with this guy.

Fast forward even further and we both started dating other people but we always stayed in touch.  He was one of the very few people I would call to just have a chat. 

This is my blog and I'm in charge, so I'm saying this.  Seth spent the next 8 years trying to get me back.  He was always trying to get me to go on a date or out with friends or to this dinner or that wedding.  I played a very good game of hard to get.

But there was always something.  At one point, when I was around 21, I remember having a good couch conversation with one of my dearest friends and I said, "I just feel like I could marry Seth.  I could just see myself ending up with him."

In February of 2008, he convinced me to go on a date.  He likes to say (which is somewhat accurate) that I was drinking a little wine with my mom and she convinced me to give this guy a shot. 

We went on a date.  And another.  And a good ol' country-cruising, go feed the cows date.

In April of 2008 we decided to make it official.  We were in a relationship.

In August of 2008, Seth proposed in the middle of the living room floor.  He bought a ring that day and it was burning a hole in his pocket.

In February of 2009, we were married.

Whirlwind....?  Yeah, you're telling me.

There is just something between us that neither of us can deny and I think it first showed up that summer when we were 15.  God knows what he's doing.  He kept us in each other's life just enough to be intrigued, but knew to keep us away from each other until we were ready to handle the rest of our lives.

We grew up.  Together and apart.

He is ridiculously hard to love sometimes.  And I know I'm the same way - hard to love.  But I love him and the things that he stands for.