Here we have two aunts entertaining an unruly toddler:
My grandpa’s tractor in the destroyed hoop shed:
Beginning construction on a new hoop shed:
Julia, in a very fine school jacket of Kirsten’s from back in the day:
Frog hunting:
The little girls and the mama:
They brought this pipe from the field to the back yard to play with and it truly was a hit.
The fire tonight–which was a pathetic fire because the child had a toasted marshmallow on a skewer and then it was discovered that we had no #1 graham crackers, OR #2 chocolate.
How is this even possible? It has never happened before.
But it did tonight. She threw the lovely marshmallow away in disgust.
I asked her to smile for picture and she gave a fine, proper smile. But I wanted a real smile so I teased her with a line from a hilarious YouTube video we’ve cracked up at over and over, “Don’t be lazy, Sheila. Don’t be blazey.”
She laughed a genuine laugh, right out loud
Oh yes, indeed. Don’t be blazey.
Okay good night Saturday. Thanks for being amazing. Love, Val