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We’re Back!

caking cows family
Wacey four wheeler
happy Buster high chair
Mama and Buster moose hat shipping
boys playing in tunnel

Hi! Howdy! Hey!

We’re (sort of) back in business! With a combination of more mobile data and using my phone as a hotspot, we *sort of* have internet access. It’ll work for now, but we’re really hoping that the fiber-optic that is supposed to happen in the next year or two actually does happen, and sooner rather than later. Also our address still doesn’t exist, so that’s cool.

Anyways, Misadventures of Rural Living aside, we’re finally moved in. Almost all the boxes are unpacked, and while I haven’t hung up any pictures or curtains yet, it’s all ready to go so that’s something, right?

A quick update on me and mine:

Wacey—will be three in a month (WHAT) and is hilarious. He’s talking so much, and is exercising his voice a lot to tell us just how independent he is. We’re getting a lot of “No!” and “What’s that?” and the way he says “peanut butter sandwich” isn’t even phonetically type-able but I hope he says it that way until…forever. He wants to drive trucks and ride broncs and go on a train more than anything in the world, and is the sweetest little boy when he’s not telling us “Nono likey dis!!” and even then, he’s pretty sweet. We’re throwing him a party

Buster—is almost ten months, weighs over 27 pounds, and is the happiest, silliest giant chunk of Jabba rolls you’ve ever seen. He’s *finally* eating some table foods without choking (he’s a major choker) and has never met a puree he didn’t like, except for carrots, for which I blame him not at all. He’s sort of crawling, mostly dragging himself along the floor eating every tiny thing he can get his hands on. He’s a pretty good sleeper (because people love to know about that, I guess) and will sleep through the night about half the week, and wake up once the other nights. Mostly he wakes up because he pees through every diaper ever invented (yes, we’ve tried them all, and yes, he’s in the right size). Diapers just aren’t meant to fit husky babes, I guess.

Bert—is really enjoying his new job. I think this ranch is going to be a little better fit, and so far he’s been really happy in his work, which makes me happy too. His heifers are due to start calving on the 15th, so expect baby calf pictures any day! He’s really looking forward to a slower spring than we’ve ever had (commercial calves are much less work, and we don’t AI here), and is excited to ride some colts and eventually get some leather work and exercise in. He got the flu over Christmas, which is awful, but is on the mend except for a weird lingering dry cough to which we all say “What gives, flu?”

Dogs—Gaucho is still fat and loyal, Rivet is still canine anti-social but wants to be a mean-looking lap dog, Punch is still hyper and sort of annoying but very loveable, and Scooter is still a loud, crazy, silly puppy.

Me—I’m so glad for a new year. While I would never, never wish away last year because #Buster but also because we learned so much both individually and as a family, it was a hard year and I’m not sad to see the back of it and have a fresh start and keep moving forward. I’m going to be spending the next week or so on the blog reflecting and talking about goals for next year. I think this is going to be a good year! Non New-Year’s, I am dealing with a little sickness, too (an infected tear duct. Humans are disgusting, y’all) but am also on the mend and so thankful that these are the only health issues we’ve had as of late. I’m excited to get back into a real exercise routine (maybe a February #RuralWellnessChallenge?)

Stay tuned for some New Year’s posts. I’ve also resolved to stay pretty active on Instagram (@cassidyamelia) so follow us there too!

 

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