Childrens Underthings

[ole]

Wurra, wurra.

Nemine. Just enjoy. Me and horses don't get along too well. They are awesome, beautiful creatures. But incredibly trying. (And stupid?) Perhaps that feeling has its roots in Star -- a black, not large, beast with, you guessed it, a white star on his forehead. His goal in life was to kill all the children. Dad finally got rid of it when it appeared that somebody had to go -- one of his kids or that d a m n ed horse.

Standing orders were to head for the pump when Star was out. Keep the pump between you and Star, you might survive.

Have bumped up to horses on and off through the years. In Missouri, I rented a place where part of the rent was taking care of the wretched creatures. Did a thing many years ago when we took a ride into the Absarokas out of Cody. I rode Doubletree, a very large piece of work. He didn't like me and I didn't like him. I was able to dominate him, however, and he refrained from kicking the stuffing out of me.

No. I don't like horses. although Dear One would be in seventh heaven if we had one. However, I'm disinclined to gather horse poop and exercise their needs. Just don't like horses. Or dogs. Although cats have their advantages.

But, I ramble. I envy your interest and dedication to the preservation of history, and your desire for your children to experience it-- as it was, nitty gritty. Such is the way it ought to be. If you don't know where you came from, how can you know where you're going?

Cheers. Go for it.
Ole

[Miss Amy]

Dogs do poop less than horses, and cats even less.

However, I have never had to clean up leftover bird because of the first too. The cats got several this winter - but I have to admit - it is pretty cool that they can catch them.

Miss Amy

[Miss Amy]

Dear Ole - my, we did digress.

My DH and another memeber of his unit are spending the day at an educational function sponsored by the Appleton Public School district. Due to weather, the event has been moved inside, and the horses left behind. I hope the event is benifical for all.

I am still waiting for my chickens, the weather has not been cooperative enough to move them to our farm.

Catherine will have the privelage of growing up eating fresh eggs, farm grown beef, and shovelling lots of stuff.

I hope it is a benifical for her as for my brother and I, and the neighbor kids. When we need hired help in the summer, we find the farm kids and the really motavated athletes are great. The rest dont seem to understand the concept of working - not even hard, but consitantly.

Later -

[ole]

Catherine will certainly be a maladjusted teen. Fresh eggs and doing physical labor -- the very idea is shocking.

However. As an adult, she runs the risk of being very much like her mother. I couldn't wish her a brighter future than that.

[Miss Amy]

She is well on her way then.

However, the chickens have been postponed until next summer. DH determined that we had too much to do on the farm without them.

We (the 3 of us) are getting ready for the event at the VA hospital in Milwaukee. Catherine and I are going down early to set up, a friend is bringing Mister, the horse, and DH will be joining us after supper time.

After working so hard to get her stuff ready for our first event of the season - and making flannel lined pettichemise and pantaloons, the reality of summer has hit me this weekend - it is 80+ outside, and flannel lined underthings will not be suitable. Looks like some late nights again. However, unless a growth spurt occurs this summer, we should be set through October.

Later!

Miss Amy