Beans and the Ranchhand

Crazy Beans and the Ranchhand...


The weekend after Thanksgiving, Maribeth and Jason came out to visit. We bundled up the lil man and played in the yard.


Jason, never having seen a calf rope, landed the calf dummy on his second toss. Natural form and determination. Been calling him the old ranchhand ever since.

Turkey Day in Coronado

Relaxing with the Kurth clan prior to the feast. Emily dazzled us on the ivory and trevor played keep away with the Jamul Hammer.

Thankful for the feast

Mmmmmm sweet potatoes and brussels sprouts...

Downward Dog

The lil buckeroo has taken to starting the day with some baby yoga. He stretches more than Ichiro.

Rimrock Boys

Jeff and I have come a long way from racing Big Wheels down Rimrock.


Team Hughes came out to the ranch for a fun filled afternoon of goofing around. It was great to meet Katie and Lilly.

Bad Parenting

I've looked high and low and can't seem to find anyone that recommends the cure for a bawling baby is a quick photo shoot. But he looked so cute I couldn't help it.

At the polls

We had our first civics lesson today. Young Caden was wide eyed and taking it all in. Lil man handed in my ballot, and then we nearly got kicked out for taking pictures. Upon review, the ruling board declared we could take pictures, but no other person could be in the picture. With triumphant enthusiasm I blurted "well shooot, I don't want any dopey neighbor in the picture...just me, my son and a couple flags" Next week we'll be starting a course on discretion.

Chiclets

Seems like just yesterday he was gumming thumb...