That's very nearly how it happened anyway. We had the grands for much of the weekend and had to come up with innovative things to keep them busy. We began with a rousing game of pick up sticks as in pick up real sticks. They were zipping all over so fast that they were nothing more than a blur. John was supervising.
We spent most of our time outdoors. It would have been a crime not to. And, as a reward for a weekend well spent, we drove to Giffords for ice cream on Sunday afternoon.
|~not my barn~|
|~not my meadow~|
|~not my home~|
It's much easier to take photos of the scenery than of little boys since this is how they feel about the camera these days...
|Enough With the Camera! We're busy with Fruit Pop.|