What happens if?....

Having a soon to be 5 year-old in my life has been an amazing time. Good, bad, messy and everything in between. Now that Dominic's getting older I love to listen to all his questions (most of the time) and give my best effort at answers.

In the car yesterday: "What happens if I eat poop?"

I'm hoping he's asking this because he's curious, not because he already has... and we talk about germs and bacteria and what poop is and why we wash our hands after we go the bathroom, and as much as I can tell him to convince him that one should NEVER EAT POOP.

"Hmmm..." He replies. And after a moment of silence, "Actually, what I was REALLY wondering was what would happen if I was INVISIBLE and I ate poop?"

:)

Picture of the day: Dominic and his girlfriend Haley. One day (when they're 30) they're going to get married and have 4 girls; Haley1, Haley2, Haley3 and Haley4.

The Mystic Three

So has anyone ever told you that bad things come in threes?

Well, I went to the AQHA horse show this weekend and things started out well, but then things starting coming apart
1) My mare went into heat -- for those of you non-horse people, she was in season and looking for a man, but this isn't a warm fuzzy thing, she was sore and cranky and NOT HAPPY and my gelding Zipper didn't look to perky the second show day, so we only got to show one day out of the two we were supposed to.

2) Then Sunday I was sitting on a fence and a bee flew down the back of my pants. And stung me THREE times. In the butt. True story. Not good. The pain ended when I put my hand down the back of my pants and squashed it.

3) As we're getting ready to go home and I'm pulling the truck and 5 horse trailer out of a tiny parking spot and I think I'm clear of the truck next to me -- guess what, I'm not. So I proceed to bend a bumper on a VERY NICE Dodge truck.

UGH.

But some good things are happening: we're going to have a baby miniature horse in a week or so, I hoping she/he is healthy and happy and all goes well, I still love hanging out at the barn and Dominic and Trevor and our whole menagerie are doing great. And besides -- with the Sunday I had, my luck should DEFINITELY be turning around. :)