Walking in Heels!

Carver decided to pull my heels out of the box today and walk around in them. Not too sure what's inticing about them to him, but he thoroughly enjoyed himself. Here's pics of him looking stylish!

Oh Boy!!!

When I shower, I lock Carver in the bathroom with me on times when Mike isn't home. Who knows what type of destruction a 2 year old can do to a house in 20 minutes. So I figure this is the best way to keep him out of trouble. Well, I was wrong. I had been having a crappy day on Saturday and just forgot to zip up my makeup bag. Carver took full advantage of that. He gave himself a makeover. You can't see the foundation on him, but all the black is my mascara (which goes up to his ear on one side). I caught him before he could get the eyeliner pen open. But he kept the mess to his face (thank goodness!). But I just asked him....Why???

Helping Daddy!!!

Carver likes to help daddy. Mike has been working on the kitchen the past few days. Carver helps Mike collect the tools. Well that day, he was wearing his carpenter jeans. He thought it was super cool to store the screw drivers and such in his pants while following daddy around. Here's him showing off his cool new jeans!

Giddy Up!

Carver just loves this little rocking horse he got 2 years ago for Christmas. He drags it all over the house. Well that night, he couldn't find his chair to eat dinner. So he just pulls his horse up to the table, hops on, and proceeds to eat. (PS-don't mind the mess in the kitchen. Its still under construction).

Rest in Peace Tucker

Rhinestone's Not Even Tuckered Out: 2008-2009

We lost Tucker tragically this morning. He had an allergic reaction to the anesthetic given to him for his gelding procedure. Tucker was our first foal. We bred and anticipated his birth (in which he was a month overdue!). Carver loved brushing him and leading him around the backyard. And he was going to be our roadster mini in 3 years. Unfortunately, he died unexpectedly. He will truely be missed! Rest in Peace Tucker.

Carver's First ER Visit....

So Carver went to work with me today. He decided to get on the rolling chair. Well, the chair took off and the back of Carver's head hit the concrete floor. He seemed fine and took a nap on me (he was acting tired and onery before since he got up early). Then after he got up, he started to throw up. So I called the doctor who told me to take him to the ER to have a cat scan done. Carver was a good boy. Daddy sat up on the table with Carver when he got his cat scan done. I got to watch from behind the screen and it was pretty cool to see the images come up on the computer. Every thing looked fine. The PA diagnosed him with a mild concussion and gave him some anti-nausea pills to help stop the vomiting. He also got to eat a whole orange popsicle (they wanted to observe him for a little while) and watch Ellen on tv (one of his favorite shows!). We brought him home and he's back to his usual self. We figured he would be, but its nice to have the piece of mind knowing he isn't bleeding internally. The nurse gave him a blanket so that he could remember his first ER visit.

What a Big Boy!!!

Carver spent his first night last night in a big boy bed. I converted his crib yesterday. He'd been sleeping so well in the crib (not fighting going to bed), that Mike and I decided it was time. He did good. Slept the whole night (although he fell asleep on the couch, so we just put him straight to bed). I'm sure we'll have a few nights of him fighting it, but so far, he thinks its pretty cool! Loves being able to climb in his own bed.

Catching a few Zzzz's....

Carver has decided that he is a big boy. So the past few months, he hasn't been taking a nap. But every once in a while, it catches up to him. Here's him taking a mid afternoon nap.

Our Kitchen...

What a mess!!! Mike started ripping into it this past week. Here's what it looks like so far. We hope to put in a breakfast bar between the cabinets and fridge. The rest of the island will get torn out soon. Our dishwasher is still hooked up and I want it that way until the last minute. But hopefully we'll say good-bye to the 80s...hello 21st century!!! Mike's also building new cabinet fronts that will be painted an off white.

Carver Helping Feed....

Here's Carver helping feed the horses again. I took the pics becuase I thought his mud boots were freaking cute (thanks grandma Laura!!!!). And its cute seeing him try to throw hay to Tucker.

Too Funny!!!

Here is what this bank is doing to drum up business. Guess its working since they still are in business. Someone said its actually a reputable bank. But I just thought is was funny! Almost be justifiable to join to get their cute bank card! Hahahaha!

http://www.redneckbank.com/

My First Website!!!

I just created and published my first website. I redid my miniature one. Check it out. The pics aren't great, but I plan on doing a photoshoot this summer with them. :)

www.rhinestoneminiatures.com

Enjoying the Fruits of his Labor...

Here's Carver enjoying the hard work he put in making the cupcakes. Heehee!!!

Helping Daddy!!

Okay, so today I turned 24. Yippee!!! Another year older and another inch my butt has fallen! Hahahaha!!! But Carver helped daddy make birthday cupcakes for mommy's birthday. What a big helper he is!!!

New Night Stands

Well, one more project is checked off of Mike's honey-do list. We bought all the stuff to make floating night stands. We have a small space, so we couldn't put real night stands up, but wanted lamps. So here was our solution. I think it looks nice. Might need to paint the shades (they are a paper type shade), but I'll decide on that later. I'm still trying to figure out how to minimize the electrical cords from the lamps. Have to think on that one. :)

Too pooped to poop!!!

Carver didn't get a nap yesterday since we went shopping after work. So about 7pm last night, he fell asleep sitting up on the couch. Then he rolled over and was out! He didn't even wake when Mike changed his diaper and put him in bed. Poor guy!

Welcome to Elwood Lake...

Okay, just kidding. This really isn't Elwood Lake. Its my pasture! Maybe one day it'll look like a pasture again instead of a lake.

Being a Horse Wife....

The comments are so true!!! I would rather wear a good pair of boots and worn in jeans any day of the week. I drool over the new 2-wheeled wheelbarrows at Cal Ranch each week (yes, my weekly trips to the feed store happen more often than trips for human food). I talk endlessly about miniature horses and ponies. And I count down the days to the next show season. Heehee! Good thing hubby loves me for all my quirkiness (which he'll confirm I am quite quirky!!!!).

Being a Horse Wife.....

A sentimental fool! She displays a minimum of 6 8x10 color photos of her horse, and carries a crumpled snapshot of you (taken before you were married) somewhere in the bottom of her purse!

Easy to locate! She's either out on the horse or in the barn!

Upholds the double standard! Smooches with the most bewhiskered beast, but recoils when you need a shave!

Owns but one vacuum cleaner and operates it exclusively in the barn!

A social butterfly! Providing the party is given by another horsy wife! Falls asleep in her soup at all other functions!

Economy minded! Won't waste money on permanents, facials or manicures!

A culinary perfectionist!Checks every section of hay for mold but doesn’t blink when she petrifies your dinner in the microwave!

Occasionally amorous. But never leaves lipstick on your collar! At worst a slight trace of chapstick!

Easy to outfit! No need for embarrassing visits to uncomfortable little boutiques! You can find all she wears at your local tack store.

Features a selective sense of smell! Bitterly complains about your sticky sweet cigar smoke while remaining totally oblivious to the almost visible aroma of her barn boots drying next to the heater!

Unmistakable in bathing suits! She's the one whose tan starts at the nose, ends at the neck, and picks up again at the wrist!

A dedicated clubwoman as long as the words "horse" and/or "riding" appear in its name!

Has your leisure at heart! Eliminates grass cutting by turning every square inch of lawn into pasture (which, in turn, converts itself into MUD)!

A master at multiplication! She starts with one horse, ads a companion, and if it's a mare she breeds it!

Keeps an eagle eye on the budget! Easily justifies spending hundreds of pounds but croaks when you spend £10 for a tie!

An engaging conversationalist! Can rattle on endlessly about training and the pros and cons of castration!

Socially aware! Knows that formal occasions call for clean boots!

A moving force in the family! House by house, she will get you to move closer and closer to horse country (and farther from your job)!

Easy to please! A new wheelbarrow, custom boots, or even a folding hoof-pick will win her heart forever!

Shows her affection in unusual ways! If she pats you on the neck and says, "You're a good boy”. Believe it or notice she loves you! There is no secret so close as that between a rider and her horse.