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!

I’m a little later than normal on this posting this morning. I’m not sure where the time went. Well, I do know that when I went to get on the computer, someone else was using it….so I had to wait my turn. Anyway, it’s overcast with a few glimpses of the sun. Last night I watched Jake at baseball practice and was amazed, not at his talent, but at how much he talks! At home he talks all the time. He wakes up talking and always has one more thing to say and he annoys his siblings, but while I was watching him at practice he was talking constantly to the coaches, to the pitcher, as if he was 40 years old! He was the catcher and was giving the pitcher encouragement after he had walked about four batters. Can you imagine in a game situation how long he will have to conference on the mound with the pitcher? They’ll have to set their timers! Well, he does come by in honestly……:)

I’m a little later than normal on this posting this morning. I’m not sure where the time went. Well, I do know that when I went to get on the computer, someone else was using it….so I had to wait my turn. Anyway, it’s overcast with a few glimpses of the sun. Last night I watched Jake at baseball practice and was amazed, not at his talent, but at how much he talks! At home he talks all the time. He wakes up talking and always has one more thing to say and he annoys his siblings, but while I was watching him at practice he was talking constantly to the coaches, to the pitcher, as if he was 40 years old! He was the catcher and was giving the pitcher encouragement after he had walked about four batters. Can you imagine in a game situation how long he will have to conference on the mound with the pitcher? They’ll have to set their timers! Well, he does come by in honestly……:)

Well, JW and I did chores tonight while everyone else had practice. Now that we’re done, we’re going to watch a little of the Jakster practice his baseball skills. This ought to be fun…:) Milking was great tonight, the temps have dropped and it was nice a cool in the barn. This is the kind of weather cows love..not too hot…not too cold. Better head to practice.

Well, JW and I did chores tonight while everyone else had practice. Now that we’re done, we’re going to watch a little of the Jakster practice his baseball skills. This ought to be fun…:) Milking was great tonight, the temps have dropped and it was nice a cool in the barn. This is the kind of weather cows love..not too hot…not too cold. Better head to practice.

Yesterday started out so sunny and warm. After chores, the neighbor stopped down to discuss our District II Holstein show and sale happening in June. Then Nana and Joann showed up and Joann and I went for a walk. Then Bobby and I wanted the southern belles to feel at home so we went out for some BBQ in Jonesville. We stuffed ourselves and had to be rolled out to the car. When we got home it was time to deliver sandwiches and pick up kids to get ready for the ballgame. With the clouds rolling in and the rain beginning to fall, we figured we were out of luck at watching any baseball. But we were wrong…for a while….we watched 3 innings of baseball and then the rain chased us away. Back at home, the heifers were all out standing under the apple tree in the pasture trying not to get wet and I had help milking thanks to the rain. When the chores were done, we settled in for a night of American Idol.

Yesterday started out so sunny and warm. After chores, the neighbor stopped down to discuss our District II Holstein show and sale happening in June. Then Nana and Joann showed up and Joann and I went for a walk. Then Bobby and I wanted the southern belles to feel at home so we went out for some BBQ in Jonesville. We stuffed ourselves and had to be rolled out to the car. When we got home it was time to deliver sandwiches and pick up kids to get ready for the ballgame. With the clouds rolling in and the rain beginning to fall, we figured we were out of luck at watching any baseball. But we were wrong…for a while….we watched 3 innings of baseball and then the rain chased us away. Back at home, the heifers were all out standing under the apple tree in the pasture trying not to get wet and I had help milking thanks to the rain. When the chores were done, we settled in for a night of American Idol.

Okay, now I feel like a dispatcher at a business. Yesterday was truly one of those busy days that make you appreciate the slower winter days. After I delivered sandwiches to JW and Luke before they left for the baseball game, I picked up the neighbor kids and my two younger kids and delivered everyone to their respective homes. At 4 pm, Bobby headed south to Reading to JW’s game. At 4:45 pm, I delivered Jake to his scrimmage where upon I found a ride home for him since I would be milking when he was finished. One of the dad’s offered before I even asked, he knew it was milking time. I came home and Sarah and I started chores. Then at 7 pm, Sarah and the neighbor girl walked down to another neighbors to attend a 4-H meeting. At 7:15 pm, Nana and Joann, Bobby’s mother and step grandmother arrived from Georgia. I immediately dispatched them to the ball field where Jake was playing so they could see a little of his baseball savvy in action and to bring him home. Bobby arrived home with Luke at 7:30 pm. I put Luke to work, dispatched Bobby to go pick JW up from the school and go over to see Nana and Joann at the ball field. Sarah arrived home after the 4-H meeting and shortly thereafter, Bobby, Nana, Joann, JW and Jake all pulled to HQ. After we finished up chores, we listened to Jake tell us about his scrimmage blow by blow and enjoyed fresh from the oven sweetrolls and cold, creamy milk. Now do you understand why I feel like a dispatcher? I need a CB and a handle!

Okay, now I feel like a dispatcher at a business. Yesterday was truly one of those busy days that make you appreciate the slower winter days. After I delivered sandwiches to JW and Luke before they left for the baseball game, I picked up the neighbor kids and my two younger kids and delivered everyone to their respective homes. At 4 pm, Bobby headed south to Reading to JW’s game. At 4:45 pm, I delivered Jake to his scrimmage where upon I found a ride home for him since I would be milking when he was finished. One of the dad’s offered before I even asked, he knew it was milking time. I came home and Sarah and I started chores. Then at 7 pm, Sarah and the neighbor girl walked down to another neighbors to attend a 4-H meeting. At 7:15 pm, Nana and Joann, Bobby’s mother and step grandmother arrived from Georgia. I immediately dispatched them to the ball field where Jake was playing so they could see a little of his baseball savvy in action and to bring him home. Bobby arrived home with Luke at 7:30 pm. I put Luke to work, dispatched Bobby to go pick JW up from the school and go over to see Nana and Joann at the ball field. Sarah arrived home after the 4-H meeting and shortly thereafter, Bobby, Nana, Joann, JW and Jake all pulled to HQ. After we finished up chores, we listened to Jake tell us about his scrimmage blow by blow and enjoyed fresh from the oven sweetrolls and cold, creamy milk. Now do you understand why I feel like a dispatcher? I need a CB and a handle!

I was so overwhelmed with Mother’s Day, I forgot to post about JW’s game! He pitched a great game with 10 strike outs, walked 2 batters and gave up 1 hit in 5 innings. In the second game he was 2 for 2 in batting. They won both games. So we were very happy for JW and I’m hoping it boosted his confidence level. Although he never looks nervous out on the mound I know he is. I ususally sit on the sidelines and just hope he doesn’t hit the batter, I could care less how many strikeouts he has, just as long as he doesn’t hurt anyone!