some of my dearest friends

Growing  up some  of my dearest friends were horses. I spent hours of my childhood with our horses. I remember long lazy summer days lying on their backs reading books, whispering my secrets in their long fuzzy ears, and blowing air into their nostrils and rubbing my cheek on their fuzzy muzzles. I have had no truer friend than that of the many horses I have been blessed to know in my 28 years of life.

The horses in my life have been selfless and giving to a fault. They accepted me as I was, no questions asked. They were always there for me, waiting, even in the times that I wasn’t there for them. They never hurt my feelings, they never told a secret, they never told me I wasn’t good enough, never, not once did any of them ever let me down.

This is why I have chosen to raise my three daughters with horses. I want Boo, Owl, and Bunny to always have someone that never lets them down. I want them to know what it’s like to love something so deeply that it hurts. A horse can teach them things that I cant.

Watching my girls with their horses makes my heart skip a beat. What a beautiful relationship we are blessed with. I see confidence being gained, I see problem solving skills forming, I see leadership and compassion forming, and best of all I see lasting memories being made.

I am forevor indebted to the horses that have taught me, have loved me, and have forevor accepted me just as I am. I hope my girls look back one day and can say the same.


Hoping for a baby in 2015!….and 2016!

Yes! It’s true! The Staley family here at the HK Bar is hoping for not only one baby but two babies arriving in the next 18 months. Okay I know what you are thinking….”you people already have three girls and you want two more babies? ” the answer is actually yes….though not human babies, horse babies! (All of you can take a huge cleansing breath now that I have your attention).

More specifically we are hoping to welcome a foal from one of our newly added miniatures named Magic. She is due, if truly bred, in May.

I have also been researching studs to breed to my almost ten year old AQHA mare, Jo. I have a stud I am literally in love with.

I feel more overwhelmed with having horse babies than I even did having my own children!  I have been reading tons of material educating myself on what to expect, how to prepare,  how to feed and care for a pregnant mare etc. It is much more complicated than a person thinks!

I woke myself up the other night from a dead sleep saying, “did the semen make it here safely?” Oh wow its definitely on my mind! I have been researching doing Ai with Jo as opposed to the old method of live cover. Jo and I’s dream stud lives in south dakota. So that being said it is more cost effective to a.i.

So now that I am on my journey to hopefully two healthy babies, I am looking for reader input! What would you like to see in the blog posts about Magic/Jo? What have been your experiences if you have bred horses or been around breeding? I will pick one lucky reader to receive something horse related. Please reply with your comment and your home address. If you do not want to post your address publicly you can email to second_calf_12186@yahoo.com

I look forward to your comments!


wallow if you must … but For God’s sake set an egg

I am a firm believer that my children are my greatest teachers. If only i listen with my whole heart, I learn life lessons that I can one day echo back to them. Today I was sitting at  my kitchen table feeling quite sorry for myself. I had a stack of bills and of course was struggling to decide what to pay first….I had a headache….I had a ton of laundry to fold…The list went on and on. To put it simply, I was feeling sorry for myself.

My four year old daughter, Boo, climbed up in the chair next to me and layed her head on my shoulder.  Without realizing my action I let out a huge disgusted sigh. Boo said , “what’s wrong mama?” I said oh I’m just feeling sorry for myself.

What happened next is why I say my daughters are my greatest professors in life.

I have used the old egg timer method with my children. To get them to clean up or hurry with a task to get it done we always set an egg timer.For time out we often set the egg timer. I have conditioned my little people with the egg timer.

Without missing a beat Boo silently got up got the egg timer off the counter and dropped it in my lap.
My Boo is very outspoken and said very seriously….”wallow if you must, but for God’s sake set an egg timer.” Without another word she walked away.

I was left sitting there with the egg timer. Rarely have I been given better advice as I had gotten in this moment. What did I do? I set the egg timer for five minutes. ….I spent that full five minutes wallowing in self pity and feeling completely sorry for myself. When the egg timer went off I put a smile on my face and quit wallowing.

Just as I have taught my children to set a timer on things they too remind me to set timers of my own. In this moment I was reminded to take the time to feel my true feelings, but then also to move on and not stay stagnant in one place.

So remember ” wallow if you must….but for God’s sake set an egg timer”……


If only he could see through my eyes

I wish my husband could see himself through other people’s eyes just for a few moments. I think he would be surprised at what he learns. My husband is very hard on himself and always expects more of himself. Sometimes he is unrealistic about what he can take on. He always pushes past what most people can do. 
This guy will work sixteen hour days for days on end and still come home and spend time with me and our girls. No matter how long his days of work are he still comes home and makes an effort to make his girls happy. 
The pictures that I’ve chosen really show who my husband is. What I love about these pictures is he had no idea I was taking them. He loves his girls with all that he is. Typical man, he is not overly sensitive or emotional, but looking at these pictures, as well as watching him in person makes me melt. 
If he could see himself through my eyes I think he would fall in love with himself like I have. If he could see through my eyes he would see a hardworking man that always puts his family first. He would see someone who is honest and loyal to a fault. He would see someone who is old fashioned and terribly traditional. He would see someone  who smiles in the face of adversity and makes his life his own. He would also see a man that is too hard on himself. …a man that expects too much of himself…If he could see himself through my eyes he would see just how incredible he really is.
I don’t believe in comparing my life/children/car etc to what someone else has. But that being said I can’t help but see what an awesome husband I have. Although our lives are far from perfect, I thank God every day for the life that I have. And for the man I married. Of course we have had ups and downs. And I’ll be the first to admit I have considered burying him in the north 40 on more than one occassion. 🙂 
If he could see himself through me eyes only for a moment I believe he would see he is doing a great job leading and providing for our family. He would realize they just don’t make them like him anymore.