RockinRRanch

Jacob woke up crying this morning instead of his usual chating. I thought maybe his mouth was sore. He was very happy to see me and smile really big when he saw Daddy. After our usual donuts and muffin we walked through Salvation army. Then we went over to the mall to walk around. We took Jacob to play and he climb all over. He climbed by himself up the pile of grapes. Then he layed his head down at the top and waved to Daddy. We'd pick him up and put him on the bed and he'd slide down right away. Then he wanted to do it again. He was running around and ran into a little boy. He rubbed his head and wanted Mommy to kiss it. When we got home it was time for lunch and then a nap for Jacob. I started choping veggies for a chicken pot pie dinner. Vikki, Kenzie, and a friend came over. Jacob woke up shortly before they got there. We went outside and Kenzie and the little girl played in the chicken coop. Then the girls climbed in the hayloft. Jacob just wanted to sit on the tractor. We got a scoop of corn which Kenzie and Savanah feed to the goats. Kenzie gave Clarence a big hugg. Jared gave then a ride on the hay in the trailer. Jacob rode with Daddy. Then we took them in the paddock with Sammy. Kenzie gave Sammy a big hugg. I showed then his teeth and even let Kenzie touch his tongue - she thought it was cool. Savanah didn't want to do that. Then picked up his foot. Then it was up for a bareback ride. It was pretty cold out so Vikki and I took Jacob inside and Jared took the girls for one last ride in the trailer. Then they came inside and played some foose ball. Jacob didn't like my chicken pot pie so I made him something else. After dinner we took a drive to Grandma's pumpkin patch. They had a fire going. There were all sorts of gords. It was fun looking around. They have lots of activities for kids that go on during the day. We had ice cream tonight and Jacob sat right next to me on the couch and shared mine. Jacob wanted a drink and Daddy opened the fridge so he could grab his drink. He took a drink and started to cry. Then Daddy opened the fridge and switched the milk for his juice - that was what he wanted. I asked him if I could feel his tooth - he shook his head no. He likes to carry on a conversation in his own language. He'll walk right up to our face and start talking. Daddy asked him, "what" and he repeated exactly what he just had said. Usually I just talk back and pretend I know exactly what he's saying.