Guess who is spending the night?

We have a couple of visitors....can you guess who they are?
And can you guess what we did this evening?


As always, my photos enlarge.
I was going to show several photos, but then just settled for this quick sequence of three.
I really think you will like them better if you enlarge them....
she was not the only one with a smile on her face. On the way home, her papaw looked at me and said he had not stopped smiling since they got here. And neither had I....and my mouth was almost hurting from smiling and laughing so hard at some of her actions and words.

The first thing, when I looked out and saw their car, I went out the back door to meet them and here she came being a dragon. Then Sarah told us she had asked her before they left if she wanted to go see Mamaw and Papaw and she just said 'No' in this real calm voice....and in a minute or two she again ask her if she wanted to come see us...that time she wanted to come see Mamaw and Papaw's toys! and come see Mamaw's chair and Papaw's chair!

I cannot remember all she has said and done....we came to this stop sign on the way home. Her Papaw stopped at it of course...and she says "GO! Go, Papaw!"...so he really stepped on the gas and she said, "Papaw, you're like my daddy!"

I try to keep Klondike bars here when she is going to be coming, and always when we are trying to get her settled for the night, I go get a Klondike bar and we share it. I unwrap it and put it in a bowl and walk in. She was sitting back in this little rocker thing. I sat down and did not say anything...she was watching TV...all she had to do was turn her head to see me with the bowl.

I rattled the spoon two or three times and she did not turn around....I was debating just getting up and walking across the room and Papaw walked in and bent down and said something to her. She turned to say something back to him and saw me with the bowl. I don't think I have ever seen her move as quick to get up out of the rocker! Her mom and I cracked up...

No, this is not Pettycoat Junction....

We saw this crop duster just a couple or three weeks ago but I didn't have a chance to get a good photo....it did remind me of Petty Coat Junction, the TV show. Does anyone else remember it? The youngest of the three girls, Betty Jo, marries this Steve, and if I remember correctly, he flew a crop duster. If he didn't, why does it pop into my mind every time I see a crop duster?
I posted a couple of good pics over on Time Stand Still, but saved these for here. He was dusting a field and on one end of the field would turn around right over us...or practically over us. Well, we were turning around to leave, and here he came again...
this time he did a pass each way on the field right next to us. I felt sure he was doing it just for me. He was low enough to see me, have no doubt of that. (No, I could not see through his windows because of the glare of the sun!) I wish I could thank him/her for the pass.
I feel like I wasted my opportunity because not a single one of those photos are as good as it should have been! I wish I could thank him/her for at least giving me the chance to try. It was a really nice highlight for the day.

If you haven't seen it done, it is hard to imagine how low they come....it is as close as it looks in these photos! Talk about taking nerve and talent...you would really have to keep your mind on your job!

Early training....

This is my little nephew, Jackson, just a bit over 1 1/2 yrs old. He is reading Field & Stream...we believe in training our children early...he already loves going for rides on the 4-wheeler with his papaw. He will ride with him as long as his papaw will take him. It won't be long until he is fishing and hunting.

I have to tell this cause I thought it was so cute. First I will tell you a little history. Jackson loves Santa Claus. He got all excited over the holidays if he saw him on television...if someone was on television with a white beard, he thought they were Santa Claus. And he would go around all day hollering for Santa Claus. His mom and dad had him out one morn a while back, as they were leaving some place, this guy with a beard got out of his car and went in a restaurant...Jackson looked and said "Santa." Well, here just the other day, he was playing with his little phone, pretending to talk on it, then handed it to his Mamaw and so she ask him who it was, and he said "Santa."
***********This is my juice I made today...I will probably put that pint in the fridge and drink it since it needed just a bit more in it. I didn't notice that when I canned it, but I was sort of hoping to have a reason to sample it.

You might wonder how tomatoes ties in with early training...well, I helped my mom can and freeze stuff as long as I can remember. And she taught me to love putting up food for the family. I think she enjoyed canning and putting stuff in the freezer as much as she enjoyed anything. That is some of my fondest memories from home...

Also, one year my older daughter bought a bunch of sweet corn, and she called me to see if I wanted to help. I forget how many dozen ears she got, but we had a regular assembly line going to get it blanched, cut off the cob, and frozen. I know we stopped sometime during doing it to have big bowls of tomatoes cut up....I cannot remember if we had them salted or with Italian dressing.
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When we took Lo to the creek the other day, it was like going down memory lane for Roger and me. We started taking the girls to the creek when they were young. Not quite as young as Lorelei....but still they were not real old. We would fish while they played...and sometimes they might fish a little bit...but most of the time they looked for crawdads, snakes, or anything else that moved...

I watched Lorelei and I just know she is going to love it every bit as much as they did. I am so glad to have been a part of introducing it to her.