A glimpse of the neighborhood:
The kid in the middle is LOOOEEESAH. He smacks his food-NOT cool. My kid hadn't liked that kid since the beginning of the year-all because of food smackin'. One day LOOOEEESAH's Mom brought cupcakes and something else sugary for snack and LOOOEEESAH barfed all over the playground. Loooeeesah moved to the top of the coolness ladder in one single day-mom brought cupcakes AND he barfed too. He has been the coolest kid ever since.
The Darling Graduates
This is one of the 4K teachers.
Is that face full of JOY or what?!
The girls got their awards. It was a fancy occasion-just not fancy enough for my hillbilly child to put shoes on. I think the president has to be coming to dinner for shoes to be worn and there'd still be no guarantee. Shoes are never a must when you've got hillbilly in your family tree. Anyway-the other leader planned everything and did a fabulous job-Thank You! (That's her in the pic).
As we were winding things up, I glanced out the window and caught sight of something moving that was very colorful. And creepy. I have watched lots of scary movies in my lifetime and several of them flashed through my mind as I watched this pied piper of a creepy clown walking on the lawn of the church surrounded by the children. My heart started racing and I started looking around for my handgun...not really-I calmed down pretty quickly when the scene sunk in. Clowns are just creepy-especially when you are not expecting to see one and it just shows up like that. Have I used the word 'creepy' enough times? It was creepy. She had been staying at the RV park and heard we were having a Girl Scout thing and walked over. I guess some people actually like clowns and she thought she was being nice. I am sure she is a very interesting lady outside of the clown suit.
After the party the girl brought home a friend. They asked if they could play with make-up. I said sure. Behold the result:This is usually a pretty little girl. See what happens when clowns are allowed to run rampant?
The 7/8 year old boys are the RockHounds-perfect name for little boys, especially mine. He's got a rock collection that would make a geologist drool.
I am so excited about the girls uniform this year-It is HOT PINK and we found some cleats with pink on them, 0h my heart's aflutter. Anyway-they look so good on the field-kinda like bright Easter eggs. The coaches didn't wear pink, they opted for black...sissies.
I will miss you, friend. I am certain you are not replaceable!
This was really kind of cheat camping for us. We didn't get there till after dark because the girl had a ball game. The tent was already set up for us!
This log has always been good for hours of entertainment.For reasons I can't really put my finger on it always just makes me a tad bit nervous when it's marshmallow roasting time. No one else seemed the least bit concerned about 10-12 children running around with sticks that had sharp, pointy, hot metal things on the end. Hmm, I guess I'm just a worry-wort.It was all just too much for him.
Pretty cool backyard, huh?
Make new friends, but keep the old-one is silver and the other's gold.