Havin' Fun

 Field Day was just about perfect this year.  The weather was warm and sunny.  The kids had a great time competing in fifteen different events. 


Grant is wearing the red shirt....HAHA

 He's still one of the tallest kids in his class.  Other boys are starting to catch him though.  Last year he was head and shoulders taller than a majority of his classmates.

I don't think anyone will ever mistake Grant for being petite.





 Here Grace was having a little fun with the hula hoops.  She is on the left.  Even the boys were doin' the hula.

 Relay races.  Grant in red shorts.

 As always, Mr. Skeleton enjoyed his month of fame.  Grant and Grace (and maybe a few others) have taken turns  scrambling Mr. Skeleton's bones.

I think Grant gets the grand prize (not that there is one, but IF there was a grand prize it would definitely go to Grant) for creativity this year.

 He made a kitten skeleton.  Definitely creative.  Probably a little weird too.

 We submitted Grace's application for middle school this week.  She has to apply to get into the middle school/high school track that John and Emily are in.  We will not know the results until early next year. 

As she sits at her desk working on homework (and being bothered by me) I am amazed at how grown up she looks.

Today was Tie-dye day at school - "Peace Out To Drugs" -
Not sure but I thing the message got lost in translation on this day...

Anyway, our kids wore tie-dye shirts.  I'll assume they know drugs are bad no matter what the messaging was for the day.









 Mr. Bones went for a jeep ride.  It was pretty cold. You guessed it.  He got chilled to the bone.

 

And in case our Love Basket case worker doesn't think we're crazy already, this is what she found when she did our home study.  I'm guessing by the fourth home study she is painfully aware of our mental state.

Finally Friday

 Fences going up at the farm...

Fancy finery for fall concert...

They clean up pretty well, don't they?  The fall concert Tuesday night was very enjoyable.

Feline infirmary... kittens weren't so playful last night after their day at the vet.

 

I've renamed this little one TINY.  She still isn't two pounds which means her trip to the vet will have to be postponed.  They wouldn't do her surgery Thursday because she is too small.

They two guys (not Grant) were stepping pretty gingerly last night after their procedures.

And I'm happy to report all three have been adopted.  They have not gone home with their new owners because the paperwork/payment hasn't been finalized with the animal shelter.

Remember back in the good old days when a person wanting a cat went to the nearest farm and got one?  I can honestly say this is ridiculously similar to the hoops people must jump through when adopting a newborn baby.  Kinda crazy if you ask me.


Probably that's exactly why no one asked me.

Really?!

SOMEONE is trying to give me a heart attack.

And they almost succeeded this time.



THIS is what I found when I turned around in my chair. 

Who needs Elf On A Shelf when you have Mr. Bones on duty?

Kittens versus Kids - The Race To Drive Me Crazy

 Kitty is not quite sure what to think about the plastic container.

Her anxiety probably stems from someone putting her UNDER the box and then teasing her for the next ten minutes.

 She was lookin' a little stressed at that point.

Meanwhile, in another room in the house.....

This guy was having the time of his life.

He spent a grand ten minutes attacking his new toy.

The fun might have continued, but...

 After a few too many scratches and bites, his new "toy" grew tired of the fun and headed for a kitten free zone.

Leaving behind a bewildered kitten wondering where his lovely new toy had gone.

 

This morning I nearly stepped on this little girl who blended in nicely with the chaos lying on the floor.

 Another one sought the safety of the nearest empty shoebox.

While trying NOT to step on kittens, I was taking this picture of my kids dressed in their red, white and blue outfits for school today.  Today was "United We Stand Against Drugs" Day...thus the color selection.

She had red pants.  She wanted to wear the tutu.  Just for the record.

Happy 24th!

Who would have guessed twenty-four years ago when we said I DO exactly what we were getting ourselves into?

Five addresses in six years during our nomadic phase.  Fun, but not my favorite.

Four kids during our "let's leave a legacy" phase.  Okay.  This one is going pretty well.

Two businesses during our "let's be our own boss" phase.   No complaints here.

Two farms, two farm houses, three goats plus babies, five ducks, nine horses, twenty-odd cows, multiple farm implements and too many bees to count during our "doesn't farming sound fun phase".  Still haven't recovered from this one by the way.

Highs and lows too many to count but each one brought us to where we are today.  I must say I can't think of a better person to share those times with.

Thank you for being a great husband, dad and friend.

Love you!

 

PS  I know it's you.  You're KILLING ME with your skinny friend!!!

And Then There Were Two

Kittens.

Sort of.

Sunday was adoption day at our local pet store.  Grant and I took the kittens and spent a few hours playing with a multitude of cats waiting to be adopted.  He was in kitten heaven!



One of our kittens is now spoken for.  The adopting family cannot take him home until he is "fixed" this week....as if he was actually broken!  Anyway, one down.  Two to go!!

 Remington continues his vigilant fascination with the kittens.  They are rather indifferent to the big guy now.  A swat across the nose if he gets too close for their liking is about as much attention as they give him.

 Oh my!  Are they ever fun to watch now.  I might get a little distracted watching them play when I should be working. Shhhhhh.  Don't tell.

 

I can just hear the white one saying "I dare you to climb in there!"  

 And.....he did.

They are either in, on or under everything in sight...including the trash can.

I know there will be some sad faces when they finally get adopted, but I think everyone has enjoyed the kittens being here.

 

And yes.  I mean everyone.

Mr. Bones joined us for breakfast the other morning.  He didn't eat much.  No wonder he's nothing but bones!