Alayna scrambled to climb the gate. It was open!
Jayden shut the gate with her still on top because he knew it was to always be shut to safeguard the little ones. Alayna didn't care, she was giggling - in it for the adventure.
Someone crawled into the outhouse, a yard feature Ian and I built to house kids toys. There's no hole for privacy purposes. The shelves are designed so no person could fit in there. Yah, right! Like I said, some child crawled into the bottom of the outhouse -- I caught a glimpse of feet. Alayna locked the door and turned to run in the house. I scolded, "You get yourself back over there and unlock that door!"
It wasn't too long after that that the open door of the outhouse exposed two sets of feet and fluffy skirt tails as the youngest, Noelle and Ainsley climbed under the first shelf. Again, Alayna locked them in!
Can you just see us in a panic later trying to find them? Until little cries of anxiousness reached our ears?
And here I thought it was kid-prank proof!
Noelle put the cast iron boot scraper dachshund in the bird bath then dipped a small orange ball into the water and licked it! That wasn't the worst. The worst was to come. When dad found out, he tipped the birdbath over to drain the water but it left wet mud where it stood. Dad turned his back. Noelle dipped a stick in the mud and licked it, too!
Back to my reclining surveying position.
This time Jayden is a about a foot up in the English walnut tree. AND...there's a Ty Baby bear flying up, falling down. It flies up! It falls down. AGAIN, UP. AGAIN DOWN! Never did see who was doing the artless throwing. And they never did get the bear up to Jayden!
When they come inside, so very hungry, Miss Lilly takes a moment to erase last years notes on the dry erase board and leaves behind a brand new one, a love note.
Me, too, I love to write down these notes, "Here's what I saw".
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