The Girl worked on her cross stitch project. She enjoys handiwork of all types, so we keep our craft box stashed with plenty of goodies.
Even ChubChub has been bitten by the book bug. This is a rare moment of contentedness and quiet for him.
Anders fixed a good meal of Pumpkin in Coconut Milk, Bang Bang Chicken, and rice. He really enjoys cooking (and "eating" isn't so bad, either...).
This is where the boys will be living for one week in October. We'll be posting more about this later.
Branch has been faithful in taking buckets of leaves to the chickens. They really enjoy those bugs and other half-decomposed goodies. Yummy!
The boys worked with Pop in re-wiring the zip slide that runs through these trees. I've never understood why it's so enjoyable to hang from a metal rod as you zip quickly and precariously through the air on a thin, long wire. Hmm...gotta be a boy thing...
"Mira, Mami, un sapo!" (Look, Mommy, a frog) "Es para ti !" (It's for you !) [Oh, dear, how can Mean Ol' Mama turn down such a gift from the heart?]
Let me tell you how...by screeching, taking ten steps back, yelling for the other boys to take the poor, squeezed frog far, far away. Yep, gotta give the baby a kiss, but that frog isn't getting anything from me...
A cannon found in the woods. Leftover battle relic? Nope, just something put together by the boys a few years back for authentic play. Notice the backward SU? Don't worry, it's US on the other side. Just keep it pointed in the right direction. Kind of like life, you know; it all works out when you're headed down the right road...
Monday morning Mean Ol' Mama received a very unexpected phone call from a favorite professor at the College (French from many years ago...). "Please help me. We need a Spanish instructor for this term. Interested? Great ! By the way, the first class is tonight..." So the boys prepared meatloaf, baked potatoes, and a cake while Mean Ol' Mama rushed to the College, filled out tons of paperwork, picked up the text, and came home to prepare for class. What a blessing it is to have children who can step in during times of need (and even more of a blessing when they do it willingly, with initiative and competency)...
