Soaked but safe

soaked but safe

Just popping on here today to report in after Hurricane Sandy came rumbling through Maryland. We somehow managed to come out of it all pretty easily. We only lost power for about 24 hours while all around us I can still hear the drone of generators. 

When our power came back on and I finally got the chance to watch the news, the images coming in from New Jersey and New York were overwhelming. 

soaked but safe

Each time I pass a glowing light, or turn on my faucet I think of what so many people are living without right now.

DSC_0003

Hoping all of you are safe and sound. Check in, won't you?

Read More

here we go

fair week

It's almost here--the county fair officially begins this week. Tomorrow evening the girls will take their indoor home arts exhibits in to be judged. Wednesday morning, we'll trailer the lambs to the fair to settle in before it officially opens to the public on Thursday.

Of course this also means that today the house is in a crazed state. Digging through cupboards for cake ingredients. Painting canvases. (And repainting, thanks to some creative input from Birdy.). Framing of sketches. Printing of photograhs. 

I'm pretty sure it was this same time last year that I promised myself to be more organized this year. Never again! I vowed. And here we are. Now, I'll just claim it as tradition. The pre-fair scramble. 

fair week

But this year, on top of the indoor exhibits, we've also got two little 4-H lambs that will also be going to the fair. Yesterday there were show clothes to buy--khaki pants and white collared tshirts. Green ribbons around the neck. Cowgirl boots were polished. 

It's not all chills and excitement at this point though. I'll be honest enough to admit that there have been tears. And not moments ago Emma sat at the kitchen table and said, "What if I don't want to do this next year?" 

Sigh

We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. But in my heart, I know she feels this way because she's yet to experience those chills and excitement of the fair. Of stepping into the show ring. Of setting up her own little space for her lambs. Of being on the inside when everyone from the outside walks by to see her lambs and ask her questions. To walk into the ring nervous and scared. And to walk out with a ribbon--no matter the color. 

As you can imagine, I'll be ducking out of this space for the rest of the week. But I'll be posting some peeks into our week on Instagram ( I'm @MollyBalint) and on the MommyCoddle Facebook page. 

So if you don't mind, cross your fingers and wish us luck. I'll report back next week! County fair, here we come!!

 

Read More

choring

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

morning chores

I've been covering for Emma while she's been away at camp this week. I have to admit, I've really enjoyed taking over her usual morning tasks. She often rises before anyone else in the house and heads outside to work her way around to all the animals. All is quiet outside until the animals hear the tell-tale slam of the mudroom door. Then the whinnying and maaing begins. The barn kittens swirl around feet as you scuffle your way to the shed for their food. The pony stomps in her stall and chews impatiently at the fence. 

The 4-H lambs have learned my routine and wait at the gate to be let out for their grain, which they get outside the pen. They need to grow, my other sweet girls, need to watch their waistlines a bit. 

Birdy has become my righthand man and before I can even give her direction she's picking up green feed pans and trying to hook them on fences. Walking to the stone barn for a slice of hay. Trying to pry open the can of chicken feed. Climbing the coop steps to throw out the eggs for me. Oh yes. 

Tonight we'll pick Emma up from camp. She'll hug her baby sister and carry her around on her hip, showing her off to all her friends. She'll most likely be flippant about missing us. But tell me how much she missed her pony and how are her lambs doing? When we get home tonight, I'm pretty sure I can bank on the fact that she'll make the rounds just before bed. 

Everyone will be happy she's home. 

Read More