A walk on the farm/common names

Well, this morning was so beautiful that I thought I'd take the "girls" for a walk. Tim is sick with the flu now so I let him sleep in. That meant of course that Lilly and the dogs had to go with me. Lilly woke up this morning looking like her bright beautiful chipper self and I thought a little fresh air (well bundled of course) would do her good. The dogs CAN'T stay home from a walk because they'll just die (ask them, they'll tell you). Oh, and my two outdoor cats have thought that they have to go on walks as well ever since we adopted them at the shelter. So there I am holding Lilly on my hip, walking through the pasture leading Ellie by leash (she's the easiest of the three to control and there's no outer fence yet) with the other two goats dancing, jumping, and skipping around me, occasionally dashing by crazily when one of the dogs comes tearing through. Not to mention the two orange things slinking around in the grass behind me, pausing only to stare at whichever other animal is trying to challenge their right to go on the family outing. One of these days I'll have to have my hubby take pictures of the procession when he's feeling better. I'm sure it's a site.

Names are a wonderful thing. Without them no one would come when called, or answer the teacher's questions, or anything. Sometimes they can be confusing though...for example...I've been looking at so many pictures of Claire's lovely little black and white, itty, bitty, goats that I walked out to feed my girls yesterday and promptly yelled at Sue to quit chasing Stuffin' around! LOL Another example, when I was younger it was not uncommon to have 3, 4, or even 5 other Jennifer's in my class at school. Imagine the confusion when the teacher says "Jennifer, can you answer this question?" and 5 of us answer at once, often with different answers. I always knew I wanted my daughter to have an uncommon name so that she wouldn't have that confusion. Not anything spectacular or plain odd and weird like Mercedes or naming your kid after a state or some other car. Just a good solid name that has been around but isn't normally used. So we named her Lilly Hope Baker. The kicker...in the year that we've had her we've probably been asked what her name was by some lady at a store somewhere about 30 times. Only to hear, "oh! I have a granddaughter named Lilly!". *sigh* We blew that one didn't we...oh well, I survived and she will too!

Another day

Well after a day of doing nothing even though I meant to do something I have to stop and ask what did I get accomplished today?? hmmm...I got my daughter dressed, no wait, my hubby did that...ummm I fed the goats, dogs, cats, rabbits and watered everyone. Went to MOPS (mothers of pre-schoolers) and hung out with "the girls" all morning; then again...I held babies that weren't mine all morning. Came home and made lunch for my hubby and vaguely got some resemblence of a kitchen back from the dishes and dirt, which took till 2:30. Then of course I had to check my internet stuff, darn addicting thing. Then went to town and had an early dinner with my truck-driving uncle who happened to be passing through. Then to the library before it closed to check out the all important books that I don't have time to read anymore (there was a time in my life I did and I haven't gotten used to the fact that I don't now). Then home. Put my daughter to bed, again with my hubby's help. Then do some more "work" on the internet. Then refeed and water the animals...the final answer...I've done absolutely NOTHING today. AAAAAAAAHHHHHH. My husband wonders why I don't feel like I get anything done; I don't. *sigh* maybe tommorrow will be better. My goats stand outside and beller at me "come play, come play" and I look at them and wish I could. Anyone know any tricks for teaching a stubborn spoiled (beautiful, wonderful, adorable, charming) little girl that it's okay to play in the dirt, not just in the house??