Weekend Shenanigans

Something I hope our children will always think.

   

Meet the sheep with Grandpa.

Sil – Marks lamb.

     

It’s no wonder, the delighted horror on Casen’s face, this is what Anna is showing him. (My apologies, but horsey teeth ARE quite fascinating)

Here.  This is perhaps a kinder, gentler image. . .

     

One can always have fun puttering around the lawn, being tossed in the air and hollering your face off for no other reason than the joy of being a boy.

Meg has taken up smoking.

Did I mention Meg has taken up smoking?  Perhaps some early intervention . . .

Smoky skies.  Devastating fires require awe and attention, even at a relatively far distance.  Praying, fasting, hoping for relief and rain for our Sanpete neighbors to the north and fellow Westerners all over.

Choosing a roost for the night can be a precarious, albeit colorful, affair.

Company’s the Best

Summertime surprises in the form of friends coming overnight is one of the best pleasures of summertime.  We loved it.  Not many pictures to record the memory, but we loved it.

B.R.I.D.E.

One of the games at Caitlins bridal shower was a bingo game with Bride letters.  For the spaces, you had to come up with things you thought were gifts most likely to be received.  As usual, I failed winning a prize.  I guess ‘American Flag’ and ‘Magazine Subscriptions’ are not as common as “Tea towels” or  “Cook Books”  Imagine that.

Purple makes Caitlin happy, especially when it comes in handy for setting up new housey homes – or homey houses.

Prizes included tea cups filled with just the right things to drink from one.  I love how Fluffy the fish presides in the background.

Fluffy the fish.

The rules to this game are obvious.

 

Some of the distinguished guests.

At this point of blogging I always wish I had been the obnoxious one insisting on a group picture because I want to remember everyone that was there.

  

I was a little late with the camera to capture the beautiful food before it was enjoyed.  Besides a vegie tray, there were cream puffs and an orange sherbet punch bowl and sandwiches . . .

Relatively Speaking

Look who came to our house and was a’swangin’ on our porch swing.

Keeth and Laurel!  They came a couple hours earlier than their Young Single Adult group for Pageant so we had them to ourselves for a little while.  Such a good time swapping stories and news and laughs.

Before I leave this earth-life I hope to again hear our twin cousins, Keeth and Kendall and little sister Kaylene sing “I Believe For Every Drop of Rain That Falls” in their close harmony and with sweet guitar.  I’ll never forget the Kennington Family Reunions when they would sing for us.  “I Believe” is my favorite.

This grand group was so concerned about the imprint they might leave on our house that we got the finest cleaning of bathrooms this ol’ house has EVER seen.  Bishop and Sister Coles – new and instant friends.  Come again – anytime.  The sooner the better.

Lil and Sil

Mark and Kyle have taken on a lamb for a 4-H project.  We’ve never done 4-H.  Now we’re doing it up to there because Jay and I are their leaders too.  Hope we can all learn fast.  We’ve already learned that “Baaa!” means  “I don’t like this.” or “I’m hungry.” or  “I’ve escaped and don’t know what to do!  I think I’ll run around all crazy-like.”

Mark and Sil wait for their turn to weigh in.  Don’t be fooled by this moment of calm sweetness – there’ a lot of work to do this summer to avoid a County Fair rodeo in the sheep barn.

Kyle and Lil’

Casen went with us and had fun exploring the possibilities of escape too.

Dappled shade and a quick visit with the other Olsens minus the frosty mug of root beer.  It was a Hot day.

If this is the beginning of the summer, what are the chances these britches are going to make it to the end?

Cloe is such a good dog.

The sheep adventure begins.