Went to the farm for the fourth. Such a different year in weather. Lots of rain, but we did get in a bonfire and fireworks. I stayed in the house with baby and didn't get pictures of the display. The fields were full of purple loosestrife, but just a few wild plums and blackberries this year.
Since Bella and I drove the Ranger through the garage wall, knocking it off the concrete slab, the littles have had to be happy driving the lawn mowers around the place. It seems to appease them, though they are always asking Nonna to drive them around the farm.
Ollie caught the first fish; it is always a competition, especially if one gets a bass and the other doesn't.
And, Oliver almost caught the biggest fish when I saw him looking and tugging for his hook and bait. Ollie STOP.
Sweet Wonder Woman, Bella, is still at the age where she doesn't care about her hair or dress. I asked her if she was wearing deodorant or a bra yet. She was rather insulted.
The kids built teepees with leftover bois d'arc posts, also known as Osage Orange. During the old west days, settlers used bois d'arc wood for fencing in cattle and many of the trees still grow along fence lines. Speaking of cattle, my husband got two young heifers to fatten up for fall sale. They were only there one week before cattle rustlers cut the fence in three places. Problem was, the young cows are so spooky, the rustlers couldn't rustle them. We found them nearly two miles down the road days later.
Though rain was threatening and the fishing wasn't very good because of all the rain, the grandkids had a good time. Even bigfoot couldn't dampen the little's time at the farm.
