Market Goats

Since the last post was the girls market goats, here is the finished product after 4 1/2 months of hard work.

Well the girls are very excited about their 2013 market goats.  We just recieved pictures of them!  The one with the white spot on it's back is Kohlie's and the solid red is Abby's.

Three years have passed since I blogged.  Wow.  My family have seen so many changes since then.  I hope to blog often now as I enter a new phase of life.  I am quitting my job in a couple of weeks and want to share my ideas for saving money and living on less.  I am now almost 40 years old.  Two kids are in college now!  Three years in the life of a large family can show many changes.  

Christmas 2009

Chirstmas was difficult this year. Grandpa passed away on the 21st, so it was hard to feel happy and Christmassy. We did our best. On Christmas eve, the kids opened their jammies that mom sewed. Six pairs! I didn't think I would get it done. Then we piled in the cars and drove around looking at Christmas lights. Christmas morning we opened packages and enjoyed the time together. At 11:00 Grandma and Grandpa W, Uncle D, and Uncle K and Aunt A and the kids came over for a brunch. We visited and had a great time. At 3:00 we left for Uncle D and Aunt B's house for a big family dinner. We enjoyed the company and the food. We hope that all of our friends and family also had a nice, uplifting Christmas and pray for a happy new year!

My Grandpa who I adored finished his earthly life on December 21, 2009. I will miss him dearly. When I think of his passing A poem I read comes to mind:

I am standing upon the seashore a ship at my side spreads her sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she is a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle one with another.
Then someone at my side says,"There, she is gone".
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large is mast, hull, and spar as when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living frieght to her destined port.
Her diminshed size is in me, not in her.
Just at that moment someone at my side says,"There she is gone"
There are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,"Here she comes!"

Grandpa, I thank you for the memories, I will treasure them for the rest of my life. Someday long from now I will sail away from this life, from the sight of those who love me here, and you will be on the other side saying," Here she comes!"