Ten $100 Bills

We went to Costco last Friday, as we are wont to do.  And as luck would have it, Costco had their giant swingset/fort/playstructure on display for all to see.

Do you know this swingset of which I speak of?  The pricetag is $999.99.  Which is a bit out of our budget.  By, like, a lot.

Little Dude wanted it, we said no, he asked again, we said no, and that was that.  About 15 minutes later, he decides to revolt.

(Please ignore the fact that he is in prime position to fall backwards and get a concussion.  That is besides the point.)

LD:  Mom!  I am just going to sit here and be wishing for that swingset!

Me:  Well, you are not getting it.

LD:  But, MOOOOOOM!  It’s only 10 $100 bills!

Little Dude is a bright kid.  I had to stop for a minute to check his math.

He was right.

Me:  No.

LD:  I am going to look in Dad’s wallet and if I find ten $100 bills, we are buying it.

Me:  No.

Poor kid.  He has such unreasonable parents.

I shared the sitch on Facebook, and, as luck would have it, a friend texted me that she has an older version of that play structure that we can just come and get!  So, later today, we are going to go pick it up.  The kids have no idea.  They will be excited!  And it will be a great lesson for Little Dude:  sit unsafe in a cart and demand your rights to an expensive swingset and all your dreams will come true!

I kid!  I jest!

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Yesterday was a rainy Saturday.  David has high hopes to bulldoze the property, but he was sure he would get stuck.

And he would have.  We all know this to be true.

So instead, we just sort of hung out.  While I was putting around inside, I took some pictures of what I could see from my windows, for your viewing pleasure.

In an effort to save money on hay, David will take the horses and just tie them up randomly so they can eat the grass.  Apparently, we are not concerned about horse poopoo ending up all over our property.

Also.  A rogue hen.

We used to care about hens being out, and now we don’t.  I am not sure why.  I will have to ask David.

Maybe its because I teach 6th graders and I am too tired to chase hens around.

Just a theory.

For reasons, unbeknownst to me, our cats now hang out on our roof.

See the giant white bag in the garage?  That is our pig feed.

We buy it in bulk.  It saves us like 16 cents or something.  We are thrifty like that and not at all ridiculous.

3 kids riding bikes and one husband riding a horse.  All near a non-stuck bulldozer.

Little Dude was out cutting grass and I didn’t get a picture.

This is what he does.  Everyday.  Takes my scissors and cuts grass.  Literally. Spends hours doing this.

We aren’t sure why.  But he does know that $999.99 is basically $1000.00.  And he knows that $1000.00 is ten $100 bills.  So I won’t worry.

Here is a picture of Little Dude from a few days ago.  It is sure to delight you.

Here’s what’s going on:

He walked outside with a hanger stuck around his waist.  He played like this for awhile.  Then he decided he no longer wished to wear a hanger, and he took it off and left it in the driveway.

So, there you go.

Happy Sunday!