We have begun the era of musical recorders. Whoever invented those deserves to be tarred and feathered. And I'll never understand while music teachers continue to subject us to a whole group of those screeching banshees.
Kassidy kuddles!!
We went to Lone Pine Fruit Stand to pick out our tree. The kids picked out the biggest one.
They had soups and salads, so we ordered lunch. While we waited I taught the kids how to play chess. It didn't go well.
The food was good, the kids kept eating each other's order.
They also had ice cream, and Ryker waited for his cone as patiently as he could.
Waffle cone!
DeA was trying to get out of the picture...
But it didn't work.
Jens was dipping Cheetos in rainbow sherbet, she didn't appreciate me questioning her decisions.
This is the door to Ryker and DeA's dojo. That doesn't look sketchy at all...
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