The cicadas were singing their song the entire time we were there. It brought back memories of growing up in a little house right beside a pond that was more swamp than actual pond. All of the critters would start singing around dusk and it was hard to have a conversation if you were outside at night. You could forget about sleeping if you came for a visit and were not used to it! Now, if I listen closely, I can hear a train and the neighbor's goofy dogs barking all night long. It's just not the same!
"I NOT TOUCH THAT!"
We spent some time at the barn with the horses and rode the jeep around to look at the cows. Audrey loves to be outside and she is in her element when we go to either of her grandparents' houses!
This fella's name is Sarge. He's my ride of choice when we go trail-riding. Sarge is slow and easy. Audrey and Shelby Claire *might* get to ride him one day. Horses scare me. Like seriously scare me. I developed that fear in my old age. Donkeys are more my speed.
This is Audrey's latest method of communicating with us. She puts her hands on her hips, wrinkles her nose up and stomps around. I have no idea where she learned to pitch a fit like this. We see this pretty frequently these days-- we are knee-deep in the two's around here!
I see strict, early, curfews in her future.
We spent some time with Clay's grandmother, ate a yummy lunch and headed back home mid-afternoon. Audrey slept the majority of the way home and Shelby Claire did also. It made for an easy trip back! It was just my kind of weekend.
1 comments:
It does sound like a great weekend. Jack crosses his arm and stomps so I'm used to those kinds of fits:) Great picture of you and Audrey in there!
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