Victoria and family arrived last night and my internet was acting up, so I quickly conceded defeat about posting and went to bed!
This morning, I jumped right in the middle of things, getting the grandkids to help feed the chickens, play in the new shop, maul the kitten, haul wood, and clean my garden a smidge, and then putting Matt and Victoria to work lifting and carrying my big flower pots to the garage. The dogs found some mice hiding in my garden… and I let my chickens in to clean up the mess of frozen tomatoes left behind! I cut off some sunflowers and we gathered the seeds, brined them, and dried them up! I *did* burn the second bunch… argh… all that work and then I burned them in the oven.
Of course, I was off doing something else… We were going to celebrate Jaxon’s birthday a little early with pizza and cake tonight. A few weeks ago, his poor little stick horse had a major wreck and his head was split in two. I had decided to have it repaired by today.
Carol loves to procrastinate.
After a close look, I decided it would be almost easier to make a new one than try to repair the old one… and then Victoria mentioned Matthew didn’t even *have* a stick horse… and that he’d been using a golf club as a stick horse. Well, OK. Challenge accepted.
I was ten minutes late to the party… but Jaxon has a new stick horse… and so does Matthew.
(The cake: Jaxon wanted a gun on his cake… he got it! And the cake is a target with bullet holes in it!)