A Shout Out To Fisher!!!

Happy 6th Birthday Fisher!

He had pink eye and stayed home from school on his birthday!
So, here is a portion of Fisher's story to this world...
He was born 3 days early via c-section at a nice 9 lbs 11 oz. and 22 inches long.

He had tied a "true" knot in his cord and was suffering from some fetal distress. When he came out he had meconium in his fluid.

They figured he was so large and then trying to descend and every time he would engage, he would pull on his cord that had a knot in it, and show signs of distress.


He is 2 1/2 in these 2 pics .

Before we knew all of this information, my wonderfully perceptive- to- the spirit Doctor had a "feeling" that we needed to perform a c-section and get him out.

We did, and he was as beautiful and healthy as could be.



I have to admit that he and I are two fruits from the same basket. He is deliriously happy most of the time and a bit scatter-brained. We are happy go-lucky and fiery within the same 5 minutes. He looks a great deal like I did at the age, minus a few things, here and there....though Lance Albern is a carbon copy of my face (which does that mean that I looked like a boy, or that he is sissy-looking?...I tell Lance Albern that it's 'cause he is sissy-looking, it's only fair that he finds out now:).

And the best part of all this, is that Fisher is a Mama's boy:)
I can NEVER do wrong, well.....except hurt his feelings...a lot....

Besides that, all is well.
I am sooo glad I went through everything to get him here to the world, most of all, our family. He is wonderful and adds so much joy and fun to our family!

Happy Birthday Fisher!

Deer or no Deer...

My hubby and I sat back on our tree stand last night and whispered about the past week, about the beauty that we were taking in, that a camera could never do justice....We were going to go "hunt" again, but Trapper came in and had put on his camouflage clothes to go with his dad. And, did his Pa hesitate? I say, Nay. "Get your socks and boots on then." Was his response. Then flying down the stairs when he hears the news was Rider Rufus Monroe Allen. "Can I go huntin' wiff you dad, can I can I can I?" "Do you mind grabbing his clothes, Lor?" Was his dads response to that.

Lance talks, teaches, loves, and hunts, in that order. Just like his dad before him and so on and so forth.
Lance and I both love hunting. So, it's been passed down to our kids. But, isn't it great how it's not just about shooting a bow, or rifle?

I am so grateful that at the spry age of 19 I was wise enough to see an amazing husband and father inside the hunk of a 21 year old man's exterior:)

Froggie Baby

There isn't anything much cuter than a Froggie Baby.

I am a frog lover. Shylee took these pictures when we were at Nelson Ledges today. I wasn't feeling very good today, and this lifted my spirits. She set Mr. Frog on an existing carved heart with the arrow.

Around here we can't simply call it a frog. It's either Froggie Baby, Mr. Frog, Mr. Froggie Baby, and on.

Most are gone and hibernating, except for this little guy. It was a wonderful fall surprise.

Falling For Fall

I love Fall.

I walked down our lane (Melanie's Lane) to take pictures of my manly husband using his chainsaw to cut firewood for the winter, and I took these pictures on the way. Unfortunately when I got to him, my battery was totally dead in my camera :( So, I missed my pics of my Jeremiah Johnson!

The pictures of our Springer Spaniel, Moqui, look like they were taken in a studio!! It cracks me up! Our photogenic dog! I love her! She has got to be the best darn dog in the whole wide world!

The color change here is amazingly beautiful. Even better and more vibrant than last year. I will be taking more pictures when my batteries have charged. I want to go into Middlefield, a town just down the road from us, and take some pics of the vast Amish Farms and rolling hills with trees, ooooohhhh...It's beautiful!

I am loved

Trapper and Fisher made this just for me!!!

I didn't clean the floor they made it on, but we have made different versions of SLIME over the past 2 days! It's Nice to that I am appreciated!

SuperHeroes Have Weight Limits....

Rider~ "Mom! I'm Spiderman!" "Mom, you yell~'Save me Spiderman!'"

Mom~ "Save me Spiderman!"



Then Rider goes to pick Mom up~

"No, I can't save you...you too heavy!!!!!"

Another day, another compliment!

Fourteen and Fall

Lance Albern turned 14 yesterday!! Honestly it is still trying to sink in. I went and bought him birthday candles the night before and I threw a 1 and a 3 in the cart. Then a few minutes later I realized I needed a 1 and a 4!!!!! 14? Shylee is a few months from becoming 16. It just bewilders me...

Lance Albern is a kick-back kid. He wanted money and to go to the mall with 2 of his friends. So, that's what he did. And in turn he bought 2 shirts and a zip up jacket.

Then we came home and we had cake and ice cream. He talked on the phone to Grandpa and Grandma right before he blew out his candles. They sang him their ghastly rendition of Happy Birthday :)




I love fall. I love pumpkins, candles, cinnamon rolls, warm glowing fires, and celebrating birthdays!!!