Both kids love this shopping cart. North once went for a walk around the neighborhood with the cart loaded with toys. ...I hope he hasn't mapped out his future yet...
Sunday evening, we watched Reed light fireworks in our private cul-de-sac. The show was nice, but CA fireworks are so boring! Next year we will go to Oregon, nothing like seeing people shoot cannons and mortars from their shoulders to show patriotism. Watch out enemy terrorists, we have illegal fireworks!
On that note, here is my dear husband willingly posing before he whacks the head off Baby Rooster. Our two roosters got along for over a year, but their relationship finally sucumbed to excessive testosterone. I caught Baby Rooster holding Big Rooster down as he ripped out the elder's crown. Big Rooster recovered in a cage on my dryer for a few days as Baby Rooster lived out his final days. We choose to keep Big Rooster because he is a very mellow rooster with no inclination to chase kids or dogs.
Baby Rooster was also a rapist. He would fly across the yard to pin down a hen, do his thing, and flutter away all in a matter of seconds. Reed's dad watched the show once while visiting. His comment: "Damm, I would get arrested for doing that!"
Chicken soup is on the menu for this week. Revenge is sweet.
Sky's first time putting his toes in the water. We went to the beach after going to the Fish Festival with Reed's uncle.
Picture from the Trinidad Museum of a past lighthouse built off the head. Would you be nervous?
Carved eel hook for catching eel out of the Klamath. A friend of Reed's has been with some Natives' as they were fishing for the eel. He says it was intense and very cool.
Barbecuing salmon. No farmed, dyed fish here!
"Hey you dapper-looking man. Want to come home with me?"
Both kids love this shopping cart. North once went for a walk around the neighborhood with the cart loaded with toys. ...I hope he hasn't mapped out his future yet...
Sunday evening, we watched Reed light fireworks in our private cul-de-sac. The show was nice, but CA fireworks are so boring! Next year we will go to Oregon, nothing like seeing people shoot cannons and mortars from their shoulders to show patriotism. Watch out enemy terrorists, we have illegal fireworks!
On that note, here is my dear husband willingly posing before he whacks the head off Baby Rooster. Our two roosters got along for over a year, but their relationship finally sucumbed to excessive testosterone. I caught Baby Rooster holding Big Rooster down as he ripped out the elder's crown. Big Rooster recovered in a cage on my dryer for a few days as Baby Rooster lived out his final days. We choose to keep Big Rooster because he is a very mellow rooster with no inclination to chase kids or dogs.
Sky's first time putting his toes in the water. We went to the beach after going to the Fish Festival with Reed's uncle.
Picture from the Trinidad Museum of a past lighthouse built off the head. Would you be nervous?
Carved eel hook for catching eel out of the Klamath. A friend of Reed's has been with some Natives' as they were fishing for the eel. He says it was intense and very cool.
Barbecuing salmon. No farmed, dyed fish here!
We lucked out with parking and got a spot right next to the ball field.
The Plaza had food, kids games and crafts, live music, African dancing, cool vendors. And the weather was warm!
The best dessert ever! Shaved fruit frozen in juice. It was better then ice cream or a smoothie.
All four of us rode on an old fire engine. We sat near the front, Sky sat on the hose. He loved the speed!
After a while, we went to the baseball game. Rather then brave the bleachers, we brought a blanket and spread out on the grass. Much nicer then bleachers.