July 6th

July 6th

I’m getting more and more ready to go home.  There is a pair of underwear in on the bathroom floor, no they do not belong to my imidiate family.  The corn on the cob I put in the water to boil last night is still in the water this morning. I have wiped down the toilet several times where I plant my own tush, I refuse to wipe down the bottom side of the toilet where the splish slpash of a tinkling boy occurs.  There could be a list but lets just say I AM READY TO NOT LIVE WITH BOYS!!!!  

Maggie was so tired when we got home last night that she was pretty sad.  She woke up and we gave her a bath and I hoped that she would wake up enough that we could feed her she cried and cried, we thought she might eat corn on the cob but she was just sad, we gave her a bottle and I went in and laid down by her, the poor little thing.  Her night was fair to say the least.

We went to Cherry Creek yesterday, what an experience to drive through the town.  It is amazing to me that people can live like they do down there.  There was one yard that had flowers and looked semi upkept, most were dirty, one had at least six dogs tied in various places around his house with a chicken coop adjecent to his house, last year he had the chickens inside. At church they told us how many of the little kids go hungry because the parents sell their foodstamps for drugs or alchohol.  I realize why they took so many little kids out of this situation and put them in different enviroments, it’s a pretty hopless society.  Their are second and third graders that smoke and are trading marijiana, (do idea how to spell that).  It’s just sad.  There is so much opportunity if they would just take it, free education the whole way through, free everything and yet as long as they stay on the reservation I don’t know how they could find success.

John took me to the little cementary they had, there was a preacher that was here in the early 1900’s.  They buried four of their children in a ten year period, a 2 year old, a five year old, a three year old, and another two year old, I told John she must have been a strong woman to come to this God forsaken land and have to lay her little babies in a cememtary like that.  It made me start to cry, it still does, I can’t imagine living there now or 100 years ago.

Maggie’s words right now are Mamma, Daddda, hot, and she started to say Ought O, she is such a funny little thing, I never knew I could love something so much, she is my perfect little angel that is full of the dickens.  Yestereday she was filthy, she played in the dirt till she was brown from head to toe.  We had to wait on John to get in some cows, we sat in the corral and her favorite toy was an old dried out cow pie, I know disgusting.  I threw it several times as far as I could (yes I know that isn’t far) she would hurry to go and retrieve it:)  She loves to chew on apples, but then she’ll come over to you so that she can empty her mouth and start chewing off some more.  The same goes for grapes, she sucks out all the sweetness and then spits out the rest!

July 1st

July 1st

Well we had a last minute change of plans (imagine that) and ended up coming to South Dakota instead of Denver.  It was pretty lucky we did it seems like there has been plenty to do.  John leaves every monring with Bryson and Chris at 4:30, I of course sleep in with Maggie!

i’m getting to the point where I don’t sleep as sound, I wake up and a lot of mornings can’t go back to sleep.  All of the boys just came in and had breakfast, pancakes and eggs.  The stinken burners in this house only work on one setting, high, and you usually have to have both of them on to get the other to work, yes you can imagine I swore a few times this morning!  I love things about South Dakota, I will not miss this little house, bless his soul John loves it, I do not.  The toilet it still broke after three years, if I wasn’t pregnant that wouldn’t be such an issue but when it tries to buck you off at three in the morning choice words come to mind and usually slip out.  Sharing a bathroom with boys, enough said, just envision, yuck, gross, can’t wait till I have my own clean toilet that doesn’t require toilet paper before you sit down:) 

Maggie sat in a cactus today, she was pretty sad and had little cactus needles all over her tiny little bottom, we stripped her down to her nothings and took her back to the coral.  We had been walking around taking pictures of cattle while the boys had a rodeo getting all the bulling cows in the coral.  We got them all out, little trooper she is such a funny little thing.  She brought me my boots today to inform me she was ready to go.  The other day John left her, I thought I could get her down for a nap, I stayed in the room while she trecked into the kitchen, she put on her boots and cried by the door for about five minutes so we loaded up and followed the boys up to breed cows:)  She loves to go.

John has been letting her “help” with dishes, she gets a full glass of water and dumps  it wherever it may land, most in the sink a ton on the floor and oodles all over her:) she has found she can climb the cupboard and drawer doors and actually get into the sink which is way funner than playing in the water from a chair:)

Time goes fast June 27th

June 27th

Well Miss Maggie Magoo we are on our way to South Dakota, the long way of course:) We have got to go to Denver for a Zinpro advisory board, I have no idea what that means but I’m sure we will find out.  You are growing like a weed right now, you are so tall and long, plus don’t forget the busy part! You broke a bottle of finger nail polish all over the floor the other night, bright red fingernail polish none the less, we got it all cleaned up but you are a busy little goose.  Everything is done on a run these days with you never slowing down till you finally crash for naptime or bedtime.

You LOVE the outdoors and beg to go out everyday, you put your boots on and many days we take them off right before we go to bed.  You have however found out that Dad what let you strip down to your diaper if you beg enough or if it’s hot and you’ve decided that is quite a good outfit in itself.  When outside you try to follow the cat around and get her to eat out of her bowl, you love animals.

Bugs are a fascination to you, you love to look at them and squat down on your haunches to try and pick them up.  You love your baby doll, chapstick (eating it right out of the tube) and your dad when you know you have to get in your carseat.  You play him like a fine fiddle, cuddle into him and love on him like it’s going out of style all for the sake of retaining a few more moments of your freedom.

You love to put things in little pails, buckets, or pans that you can carry around, your favortie is the potatoes.  You take them all out and then put them all back,  You climb like a monkey, that is no joke you can scale our kitchen chairs in no time flat, you get up on the counter and eat the butter like it’s candy.  You are turning into my big helper, you throw away your diapers and help pick up the toys.  You know where to put the knives, forks and spoons when they are dirty.  As much as your my helper you are also quite destructive:)  You empty cabinets and drawers as fast as I can pick them up.  Sometimes I let you make one mess just so I can clean up another;)

You have learned how to climb the bed and you slipped twice this last week and bit through your poor little tongue.  You will not share ice cream for love no money and you get it everywhere.  You have been more fun than I ever dreamed you would be, at night you nuzzle into me and cuddle so sweet, it makes me want to keep you my little baby forever, always know how much I love you!

The other day I took you to walmart by myself, bad idea.  I was so tired.  We found a little red ball you loved and we kicked it up and down the isle so that I could at least keep halfway track of you, by the time we left I was more than exausted.