Oops.

Not really sure how it happened. We (and when I say 'we' I mean Tim, the boys and a friend from church) were rounding up cows to pick which ones to take to auction tomorrow and WE LOST ONE! The cow we lost wasn't a bad one to lose - she's really PSYCHO! But, I don't think it's a good thing that she's somewhere in the neighborhood. She broke all kinds of fencing on her way out. I kind of hope she doesn't get back in - BUT I don't want her running around either. A vet told Tim that if a cow gets out constantly that her calves will do it too and being kind of crazy is hereditary. I wonder if it works that way with people too - craziness being hereditary? Something to think about. Maybe I'm not totally responsible for my moments of insanity??

um......no!

Kirsten is becoming more and more talkative. She has the cutest words for things! She calls her pacifiers 'pies' and when she thinks something tastes good she says, 'dawhishuss'. She also is developing her own agenda = like not wanting to wear clothes for more than 20 minutes and always wanting to climb on everything. A common conversation will go like this:

"Kirsten?"
"What?"
"Can you stay dressed for longer than 20 minutes?"
"um.....no!"

"Kirsten?"
"What?"
"Do you want to go on the potty and stop wearing diapers?"
"um.....no!"

"Kirsten?"
"What?"
"Can you sit down in the cart so we can finish shopping, please?"
"um.....no!"

Good things she's so darn cute! 'um...no' would get old after a couple of times!