Christmas Vacation

Well, the storm didn't bring our little area any measurable rain.  Guess it left it all in California.  So we decided to burn a little energy going for a family walk- the kids, Remington and I.  The sun was just dippin under the mountains when we passed the first mile.

The kids wanted to run, Remi would only go so far ahead of me. (Glad someone in this clan still loves Mama).  I don't run with the camera- replacements are not in the budget.  So here they are waiting a bit ahead while I took the last photo.

It almost got too dark on the way back- oops.  But the three of them posed for a photo.  These easygoing days at home- taking care of the animals, catching up, going for walks- just don't happen often enough!

Wyatt had a project in mind for making holiday candy.  I remember making candy with my Grandma at Christmas time.  He taught Bailey how he had made the ones for his teacher, then they made some creative ones.

Well, the house still isn't clean, the shopping isn't done, and the pens still need working on.  But I really enjoy the little days when I can spend time with the kids and not rush anywhere.  Maybe we have time to prep one last craft project before bed that they can complete tomorrow!

Score One for Compromise

Quads really scare me.  I mean REALLY scare me.  I don't want the kids anywhere near them.  That has been a big issue for Charlie and I, as h finds them to be very useful.  He feels like he can teach the kids to ride safely and they won't become the statistic that so many others do.  I don't want to take that chance.

So we have fought about this for some time.  My father in law, tried to work on me for compromise.  He thought I should meet in the middle if there was a side-by-side two seater with seat belts, roll bars and a limited speed.  I thought I could live with the kids riding his mule, as long as they listened and wore their seat belts.  But Charlie still ha a quad.  Ugh.

So recently, he found this Joyner (as Wyatt calls it).  It is a four seater, with harnesses and roll bars.  So he, along with a good buddy of his, invested in it together.  I said yes under the agreement that if he got his new toy, there would be no more talk of my babies on a quad- ever.

Remington didn't like riding in it, though.  Nor did Hopper Spark.  I went with Charlie and the kids for a ride the other night, we took previously made trails, and went looking at Christmas lights before we came home. 

So the moral of the story here is, I am trying.  But NO QUADS!  And Charlie listened and got something more.  Bet he wishes he could have had his new toy sooner, but maybe not.

I suppose we shall see where this goes, but maybe I am learning compromise in my old age.  Maybe even better communication with the big tough guy I married but don't see a whole lot of with work, tdys, and kids and the farm to keep us running.  Wish us luck, hope you all get everything you truly dream of!