As some of you read at Frost Bottom Farm's blog they came by with Dad to return a saw but they would camp there more often if they could. It is the closest thing to a full blown farm they know -horse, dogs, chickens and a visiting pig.
We had a big drama as I was trying to leave for work. You would have thought I had a bag packed for a weeks vacation the way they were acting. As soon as Dad says they are headed to the farm they were all smiles and waving me off.
Notice the boots in the photo? Nana was kind enough to get those and she has been dancing in them since last night. It is sort of a mix between tap, Irish step and Zachery's Pub as she has danced in and out of clothes but always with the pink cowboy boots on. I am afraid to admit we may be hiding them soon just to quiet the house down. The tap dancing routine started this morning at 7:45am.I just keep telling myself that someday she will be supporting us in a nursing home so she needs a good career. Cowboy dancer make good money right??