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| Master Calvin working on the driveway |
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| Charlie Company being supervised by Bravo Company |
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| Princess Dragon Snack swollen from a bee sting |
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| Miss Calamity |
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| Cheese and Quackers |
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| Redneck air conditioning (a sprinkler on top of the sunroom roof) |
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| A nice cool sunroom (yes, that is camo netting providing shade) |
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| Princess Dragon Snack with a toothless grin |
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| Kids heading to their haybale forts to engage in an airsoft battle |
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| A farmer/neighbor bailing our "hay" |
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| Princess Dragon Snack and Master Calvin having a spot of tea. Notice their bouquet is thistles! |
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| A car in our neighbors front yard |
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| We do things a little differently out West! |
I really gotta get some land and an old car to shoot at.
ReplyDeleteOld cast iron skillets are fun to shoot at too. Hang one from a tree through the handle and, Ping, Ping, Ping, Ping your afternoon away.
We call it skillet shooting.
Even the dollies partake in tea time.
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Isn't it about time for Maid Eliazbeth to get home? Your last post was the 18th and said less than two weeks.
ReplyDeleteKeep us posted.
Terry
Florida
Captaincrunch;
ReplyDeleteWe'll have to give skillet shooting a try! Trigger time is happy time!
Terry;
Maid Elizabeth will be home on Tuesday! We are so excited. I will keep you posted.
Enola
Good golly, how the kids have grown!
ReplyDeleteI need to get one of those "We don't call 911" cars for the front yard. ROFLOL
NoCal Gal
seeing the kids working on the driveway took me back some years ago....my brothers, sister and i spent a hot summer laying creekstone on our 1/2 mi. long driveway...what a job that was!
ReplyDeleteLook at cheese and crackers, they are so bug and still cute!
ReplyDeleteThat car is art. Better than a "no trespassing" sign any day!
ReplyDeleteEnola,
ReplyDeleteYou are so Blessed!
Your children are growing so beautifully,physically and developmentally before our eyes.
Thank you for sharing your blessings with us.
May God continue to bless you and yours and all you put your gentle hands upon.
notutopia