Oink, Oink

         We started a new adventure on Saturday.  Pig farmers.  Now granted both my husband and I grew up on farms with pigs, so it's not really that new to us.
        This day in age it is hard for the small (non-hog confinement) farmer to make a profit.  For us that means we dabble in the organic market.  Basically, we will be not be giving our pigs antibiotics. Everything else is similar to how we raised pigs as kids.      

      Last week my husband rounded up a couple old hog feeders, fixed up their pen, and threw some straw down for the bedding. 

      For now our 49 pigs are running around rooting in the grass, making mud, eating their feed or any table scraps they can find like orange peels.  We will see how this group does and hopefully get more next time.

        *Update: my husband has a favorite, Arnold.  Arnold follows him around and lets him scratch his head.



7 months old

       Our chunky monkey is seven months old.  He is growing up way too fast!

      As you can see Evan got his first tooth a couple weeks ago and his second bottom tooth is ready to break through. 

      These days he is sitting pretty, although, you have to be right there.  Sometimes he will suddenly dive forward.  Then when he lands you would think the world is ending. 

       Who me?  No, it wasn't me who kept you up last night.

      Oh look, here is that foot again.  Let's see can I fit it in my mouth?  

      With the angle of this picture it makes Evan's face look slimmer and identical to his dad.

       This has to be one of my favorites.  Look at all those adorable baby rolls. 

        In slow motion now....timber.

     Changing my diaper is getting trickier.  I love to play with my feet and roll around.   Soon I'll be saying catch me if you can.