Ridin' the Range: Smile, Dang It!!

Friday, February 11, 2011

Smile, Dang It!!

I hate it when someone asks If you have a picture and Bio for them to put on a program and then they want it A.S.A.P. So when the kids got home yesterday I made them get decked out as if they were heading to the desert or up on the mountain and I tried to get a few good, recent shots. SIGH!!!!!

First off I had to wake Oaklee up and sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn't. Of Course it didn't work, because I needed it to.

Caib hates pictures no matter what, but he did, finally, humor me. Even though he refused to smile in any picture.

It just isn't complete without Oaklee. No Christy girl you can't take her place!

As I was reviewing the pictures Chance piped up when he saw this one and with a grin Said:

"I Like my smile Mom"

Me, too Chancee. Me too

I Love my little cowgirls!

Uh where's Braden and Oaklee?

Oaklee screaming , The wind blowing

This one is probably the best one with them facing me but......

I may just have to settle for this one.

4 comments:

Boy Mom said...: You always choose the best one.

Love em all!; February 11, 2011 at 5:39 PM
Julie Harward said...: Taking a picture of all the kids together is an impossible task! They are each so cute! ;D; February 11, 2011 at 6:56 PM
Adams Family said...: The last one is really cool.; February 12, 2011 at 8:56 AM
Lewaina@cliffsideranch said...: Wow the that first one...lol if looks could kill! lol
I enjoyed these all. I like the last one too! Your little Chancee must be a corker! These little ones do make our lives good don't they. I loved the broom on wheels!

So, I have to burst your bubble and tell you, that was not my oven! However, now I think I had better clean mine! lol It was nice to be someones hero even for a sec. lol

That oven belongs to a friend of mine, and it was brand spanking new! That's why it was sooooo shinny!
I HATE mince too! Yuck! Yuck Yuck!
but these oreo mice were fun to make.
I do like the picture you picked. Do one for your wall to.
Enjoy your weekend.
Mercy; February 12, 2011 at 11:00 AM

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Grown Cowmen

I'm not a country girl I was city born and bred
But a cowboy chose me for his wife so I've learnt rural ways instead.
He must a thought I'd do O.K. when he Chose to tie the knot,
Cause I sure aint nothin' special, But look at what I got!
I got a man to raise my boys and teach them how to live
By raising cows and sheep and such. Some may think it primitive.
But let me tell you what I've learned in this ranchin' moms career.
When raisin' boys nothins better than a workin atmosphere.
Like that day we blew them dudes away, They was on a nature trek
When they came upon our cow herd and spooked 'em near to heck
Here they came right straight at us in their fancy nissan truck
and our cows was being stubborn and just wouldn't light a shuck.
Now I was on a horse that day and so were my to sons
One was six and one was seven and we was wishing we had guns.
Cause we were pushing cows that day and I mean it literally
And ornery bovine aint much cause for acting cheerily.
But we eased them cows on by those dudes and shoved 'em round the bend.
Then that herd started moving fast and our pushin' met its end,
Cause they cut loose and headed south and we just let 'em go
and those dudes they drove on by us after watchin our little show.
We watched their truck drive down the road and stop by my boys dad
And when he met up with us for lunch he told us what they'd said.
See Dad was comin' up the road in our beat up little jeep
Cause my little girl was plumb wore out and thats where she was asleep.
He said those dudes had stopped him wonderin' who those cowBOYS were
They'd said they'd seen all those great big cows and figured they knew sure
That once they got on through the herd and out the other side
They'd run into some grown cowmen with ruff and suntanned hide.
They said they couldn't believe it when they got out the other end
And there were two little cowboys doin the job of 4 or 5 men.
Well' Dad he didn't say much he just nodded and kept on coming
But I'm sure as we finished pushing those cows that he was just a hummin'
Cause there was a button missin' off his shirt noticed only by me
And that man was just as proud as I think I'll ever see him be!
So always give me primitive, and a workin' atmosphere
And don't think I won't always fight to keep my cowboys here.