Thursday, April 29, 2010
Me in the Bluebonnets!
After I posted the pictures of Kai in the bluebonnets the other day, I came across this picture of me when I was 4 years old and thought I'd share. :)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Kai in the bluebonnets
If you're not from Texas, you may not be aware that we Texans are in love with our state flower, the Bluebonnet. Come April, it's not unusual to see entire familes pulled off to the side of the highway posing the kids in the field of bluebonnets to get that perfect photo. Yesterday I literally saw a crazy mother posing her children on the median! So, one of the great perks of living out in the country I've just recently realized. All I had to do to get my pics of Kai posing in a field of bluebonnets was walk to the next field over from our house. No pulling off to the side of the highway as cars whiz by, hoping for that perfect shot. Just one more reason I love where we live!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
A trip to the Zoo
Easter weekend we took a group of Karen refugees to the Dallas Zoo. For most of them, it was their first visit to a zoo, and also their first ride on the train (we took the Dart Rail). It was a blast. Here is a photo montage for your viewing pleasure.
New Baby Donkey!
Leroy and Daphne are pleased to announce the birth of their new daughter, Jezebel, born on Saturday, April 3rd.
Well, Leroy is not actually thrilled, exactly, as this means that his advances are bound to be shunned by his bride for at least the next 4 months. We'll assume he's happy on the inside...
This is my cousin Tyler congratulating and consoling Leroy on the new arrival.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Lambing Season's in Full Swing!
We had three lambs born just this afternoon! That brings our grand total to 6--one black and 5 white. I will be posting pics on our For Sale page this weekend. For those of you who are interested in a lamb this season but haven't yet committed by paying a deposit to reserve one, now is the time. Please email us at mitschke@oneworldfarm.com to let us know you're interested, as they're going fast! Thanks!
Friday, March 5, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Our Crazy Life-Part 2
Part 2-6 pm on Friday-9 am on Saturday
So, my phone rings. It's Aaron. He asks how things are going. Exasperated, I explain that it is not a great time. He says he fell asleep on the floor in PuLue's apartment. Perfect. I say I'll talk to him later. I have lube on my arms up to my elbows.
Aaron calls back 10 minutes later. Says he's on the way back home. Says he has a surprise. Great, I think. I could use a surprise. Maybe an early birthday present. Or a late Valentine's present. Something to make up for my traumatic sheep birthing experience. Then he tells me what the surprise is.
He's bringing PuLue and two of his kids with him. To spend the night. Perfect.
Did I mention the electricians are still here? And that we still don't have power in the back half of the house?
Fast forward one hour. On my kitchen floor I have PuLue holding a newborn lamb and a 9 year old Karen boy using a blow dryer to warm up the lamb. There's an 11 year old Karen girl sweeping the living room floor with the Swifter (she's fascinated with the battery powered trigger that squirts cleaning fluid onto the floor). We have two Mexican electricians just finishing up, and my 6-month old son Kai soaking it all in in his exersaucer. Aaron and I made eye contact from across the room and just busted out laughing. We have a crazy life, and sometimes it literally makes me want to pull my hair out, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Yes, living on a farm and having sheep a that decides to give birth a full month early can be a bit overwhelming. And having a husband that would literally give the shirt off his back to a Karen refugee or a Mexican immigrant to help him out can present unique challenges very often. But we are happy. And we're making a difference, albeit a small one.
Postlude.
The lamb is a healthly black ewe named "Lulu Sunflower." Lulu at Meredith's request, and Sunflower at Moo's request (Moo is the 11 year old daughter of PuLue). Both mom and baby are doing great.
The electricians finally successfully finished restoring power to the back of the house. We are now invited to Juan's grandson's christening next weekend.
I whipped up a quick dinner of yellow chicken curry and rice. The Karen are fans of most Thai food because they spend a number of years in Thai refugee camps before they come to the US. The verdict was that my curry was good, but not nearly spicy enough. :)
PuLue and his kids rejected the guest bedroom because it was "too nice," and instead opted for an air mattress set up on the living room floor.
The next morning, I made breakfast tacos--yes, even Karen refugees love breakfast tacos!
It was a pretty amazing 24 hours.
Sigh.
So, my phone rings. It's Aaron. He asks how things are going. Exasperated, I explain that it is not a great time. He says he fell asleep on the floor in PuLue's apartment. Perfect. I say I'll talk to him later. I have lube on my arms up to my elbows.
Aaron calls back 10 minutes later. Says he's on the way back home. Says he has a surprise. Great, I think. I could use a surprise. Maybe an early birthday present. Or a late Valentine's present. Something to make up for my traumatic sheep birthing experience. Then he tells me what the surprise is.
He's bringing PuLue and two of his kids with him. To spend the night. Perfect.
Did I mention the electricians are still here? And that we still don't have power in the back half of the house?
Fast forward one hour. On my kitchen floor I have PuLue holding a newborn lamb and a 9 year old Karen boy using a blow dryer to warm up the lamb. There's an 11 year old Karen girl sweeping the living room floor with the Swifter (she's fascinated with the battery powered trigger that squirts cleaning fluid onto the floor). We have two Mexican electricians just finishing up, and my 6-month old son Kai soaking it all in in his exersaucer. Aaron and I made eye contact from across the room and just busted out laughing. We have a crazy life, and sometimes it literally makes me want to pull my hair out, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Yes, living on a farm and having sheep a that decides to give birth a full month early can be a bit overwhelming. And having a husband that would literally give the shirt off his back to a Karen refugee or a Mexican immigrant to help him out can present unique challenges very often. But we are happy. And we're making a difference, albeit a small one.
Postlude.
The lamb is a healthly black ewe named "Lulu Sunflower." Lulu at Meredith's request, and Sunflower at Moo's request (Moo is the 11 year old daughter of PuLue). Both mom and baby are doing great.
The electricians finally successfully finished restoring power to the back of the house. We are now invited to Juan's grandson's christening next weekend.
I whipped up a quick dinner of yellow chicken curry and rice. The Karen are fans of most Thai food because they spend a number of years in Thai refugee camps before they come to the US. The verdict was that my curry was good, but not nearly spicy enough. :)
PuLue and his kids rejected the guest bedroom because it was "too nice," and instead opted for an air mattress set up on the living room floor.
The next morning, I made breakfast tacos--yes, even Karen refugees love breakfast tacos!
It was a pretty amazing 24 hours.
Sigh.
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