Fishing opener weekend. Dad went to Canada to have some dedicated fishing time before my little sister comes. He knows he will not get another chance like this, so he packed his bags (the day before of course!), got in his car, and drove in record time to Cedar Lake Camp. We heard from him yesterday that he caught fish for dinner and misses us a lot. I miss him too, a lot.
But, with grandpa gone fishing too, we decided to go visit grandma for the weekend in West Fargo. Of course, we always have fun there! I'll post some more pictures as soon as mom can find the jump drive grandma gave her. I think mom is in the official 'losing it' stage. She even put my shoes on the wrong feet today and didn't notice till I fell down a couple steps cuz I couldn't walk right. And I thought I was just being clumsy! You should see our house too. Two words. Pigstie.
Here's a few photos from mom's camera though. I was helping Grandma and Great Grandma deadhead the flowers. It's supposed to be a secret from Grandpa, but I'm guessing these pictures give it away. Sorry Grandma. I don't know much about secrets yet.
You're sure this is okay grandma? Would grandpa approve?
I gotta clean up this mess and get inside before those bugs get me! Too many bugs.
Looks like a bunch of lettuce to me. Might as well throw it all away.
This is Sunday night. Sometimes 'being difficult' is also 'really cute and funny'.
Mom wanted me to get my jammies on, but I had other things in mind. Like wearing my safari hat with no shirt on and reading Thomas. What's up with that? Random phrases I said today that made mom laugh her head off:
- Holy buckets!
- What's up with that!
- Oh Man!
- Look at my arms! (wearing short sleeves)
- Look at my legs! (wearing shorts)
- I miss grandma. I'm sad. I need a hug.
- Where's that guy going mommy? (about a woman with short hair at Target)
Another fun weekend...
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