Bobby took off for Springport for JW’s baseball tournament, Sarah went to Coldwater with a friend to a volleyball tournament and Luke, Jake and I went out to breakfast. Then we went froggin’ around for awhile. We walked down the streets of Jonesville, they were having a festival this weekend. Then we went picked up Brad and went to the store. Because the boys wanted to warm up before their basketball tournament, we went to an elemetary school and they played while I talked on my cell phone! For the rest of the afternoon, I sat in a chair watching six games of basketball while getting baseball updates on the hour. At chore time everyone arrived back home with lots to tell about their day. Luke’s team won 4 games, and lost 2. JW’s team won their first game and lost the second. The team Sarah went to support won the whole tournament. Jake…well, he was Luke’s manager. It was a fun day, but it was nice to get back home and the cows were glad to see us, I only had to go get two cows from the pasture…that’s pretty good odds. After chores the boys had to go work for the neighbor and Jake helped another neighbor unload hay. These farmboys go and go and go….

While things were sparking at the baseball diamond, back at home, things were happening too. When I came home to milk after the fourth inning, I walked in the milkhouse and heard the cows mooing. I thought it was odd that they were so noisy. It was when I heard paper rustling that I figured something was up. When I walked into the stable, I was met with a yearling heifer trying to eat all the milk replacer. I took a look around and saw all the heifers miandering around the barn looking for trouble. The hay cart was turned over, there were heifers with their heads in the grain cart, others were knocking over anything that would move, it was like watching a bunch of toddlers playing in McDonalds playland. Those heifers were everywhere. After chasing them all back out to pasture, the clean up began. The rest of the family was home before I even put the first milker on, which meant, I had help! I guess the heifers caused me some work, but also got me some help!

While things were sparking at the baseball diamond, back at home, things were happening too. When I came home to milk after the fourth inning, I walked in the milkhouse and heard the cows mooing. I thought it was odd that they were so noisy. It was when I heard paper rustling that I figured something was up. When I walked into the stable, I was met with a yearling heifer trying to eat all the milk replacer. I took a look around and saw all the heifers miandering around the barn looking for trouble. The hay cart was turned over, there were heifers with their heads in the grain cart, others were knocking over anything that would move, it was like watching a bunch of toddlers playing in McDonalds playland. Those heifers were everywhere. After chasing them all back out to pasture, the clean up began. The rest of the family was home before I even put the first milker on, which meant, I had help! I guess the heifers caused me some work, but also got me some help!

Yesterday was a busy day, but we got it all done. After a morning of errands, I got half the lawn mowed and then it was time for my sandwich delivery, dinner and off to the game and home for milking. The boys managed to mercy Burr Oak, but now without incident. Our coach got thrown out of the game after getting upset with the ump because he changed a call after the opposing team’s coach argued with him. If it had been me, I would’ve thrown him out long before the ump did. Blue gave him way too many chances in my opinion. It was when our coached took his finger and poked the ump in the chest that I would’ve just ejected him. In the end it was good entertainment for the record crowd on hand. The only hitch now is our coach has to sit out a game and they are playing a tournament today. The assistant coach would normally take over, but he’s got a day job and has to work. So now the athletic director has to coach, he will be a great substitute, but he was going to coach his son’s three on three basketball team today at their tournament, in which my son, Luke is also playing. So let it be said, our words and actions are sure to set off a chain of events, good or bad.

Yesterday was a busy day, but we got it all done. After a morning of errands, I got half the lawn mowed and then it was time for my sandwich delivery, dinner and off to the game and home for milking. The boys managed to mercy Burr Oak, but now without incident. Our coach got thrown out of the game after getting upset with the ump because he changed a call after the opposing team’s coach argued with him. If it had been me, I would’ve thrown him out long before the ump did. Blue gave him way too many chances in my opinion. It was when our coached took his finger and poked the ump in the chest that I would’ve just ejected him. In the end it was good entertainment for the record crowd on hand. The only hitch now is our coach has to sit out a game and they are playing a tournament today. The assistant coach would normally take over, but he’s got a day job and has to work. So now the athletic director has to coach, he will be a great substitute, but he was going to coach his son’s three on three basketball team today at their tournament, in which my son, Luke is also playing. So let it be said, our words and actions are sure to set off a chain of events, good or bad.

What I really wanted to say in that last post and forgot was how good the band sounded. The band director in our little school system is amazing at getting a great sound out of the students. None of them take private lessons, they just do band one hour a day. So I attribute their wonderful sound and solid musicianship to the teacher…he must be doing something right. I only have one complaint…the trumpet section needs to quit chewing gum during a concert! 🙂 What a hoot!

What I really wanted to say in that last post and forgot was how good the band sounded. The band director in our little school system is amazing at getting a great sound out of the students. None of them take private lessons, they just do band one hour a day. So I attribute their wonderful sound and solid musicianship to the teacher…he must be doing something right. I only have one complaint…the trumpet section needs to quit chewing gum during a concert! 🙂 What a hoot!

Because it’s the end of the school year, we are heavy into concerts, plays and award ceremonies. Last evening we attended the band concert. JW plays percussion in the high school band and Luke plays percussion in the Jr High band. Of course we’re dairy farmers so we were five minutes late, but we made it and I thoroughly enjoyed every note. I went to a much bigger school than my children attend. We have 400 students k-12 here so things are a little different. In a school this small everyone does everything. You’ll find that the athletes aren’t seperated from the band geeks and the drama and chorus people also play sports. When I was growing up, you were either in band or an athlete. Yes there were a few who did both, but not as many as in the smaller schools. In addition there were some kids who played certain sports instead of playing all three seasons. In our small district, if you’re good at one sport and not another it doesn’t matter, you go out for all three seasons because if you need that buddy to play baseball with you to have enough players then you’d better play basketball with him, even if you don’t like it or aren’t particularly good. Well, better get to my dishes, I’ve got to buy groceries today and mow this afternoon before the baseball game and children’s spring program. Oh yeah and the cows must be milked tonight too!

Because it’s the end of the school year, we are heavy into concerts, plays and award ceremonies. Last evening we attended the band concert. JW plays percussion in the high school band and Luke plays percussion in the Jr High band. Of course we’re dairy farmers so we were five minutes late, but we made it and I thoroughly enjoyed every note. I went to a much bigger school than my children attend. We have 400 students k-12 here so things are a little different. In a school this small everyone does everything. You’ll find that the athletes aren’t seperated from the band geeks and the drama and chorus people also play sports. When I was growing up, you were either in band or an athlete. Yes there were a few who did both, but not as many as in the smaller schools. In addition there were some kids who played certain sports instead of playing all three seasons. In our small district, if you’re good at one sport and not another it doesn’t matter, you go out for all three seasons because if you need that buddy to play baseball with you to have enough players then you’d better play basketball with him, even if you don’t like it or aren’t particularly good. Well, better get to my dishes, I’ve got to buy groceries today and mow this afternoon before the baseball game and children’s spring program. Oh yeah and the cows must be milked tonight too!

By the way, the Southern Belles have gone home. They left yesterday after a morning of listening to stories of days gone by. We said our goodbyes and they departed. It’s always funny when they come. We have a lot of, “what did you say?” or “could you repeat that?” They don’t think they talk funny and I don’t think they do either, they sound so beautiful. But it’s like listening to Scarlett O’Hara. And they can even name the state someone is from by the twang in their accent. That to me is unbelievable!