There and back again...

We went back to the ranch this last weekend (Friday through Wednesday) for some family time and hunting (for Daniel and his friends). I packed their bags the night before we left and they were so excited about going - they pulled their bags to the door and wanted to get their shoes on so they could get in the car. The next morning I planned on leaving around 10:30 -- to give them a couple hours to play and stretch their legs after sleeping all night. By 9:15, Cal had his shoes on and was waiting in the car. I should have waited until the very last minute to tell them about the trip.



Grams and Paw Paw had two new kittens that the kids love to play with.... and torture. They chased those cats everywhere. Cal made them dance, threw them in the air (cats really do land on their feet), and twirled them through the air. The funny thing is, the cats didn't seem to mind. At one point, I saw Cal climbing up the steps to the slide with one cat. I didn't think a whole lot about it.... until I saw what he was up to. He wanted to push it down the slide! After I screamed at him, I think he realized that it wasn't such a good idea.

Don't really know what's going on here.... and don't really care to know.

This almost makes me want to get a cat. I said almost!

Pure sweetness. This little girl is precious. She loved to sit in Paw Paw's lap and go on jeep rides.

Paw Paw is such a great sport.... he climbed both of them up and down the blind.... just to give them their own little personal tour.

My little handsome guy! Check out those teeth!

Nothing like Gram's chocolate cake with sprinkles. It's healthy isn't it? Anyone seen Bill Cosby Himself..... Dad is great, gives us chocolate cake.



No, I didn't just hand my son a can of Diet Coke to drink. He's a sneaky little guy..... but, then again what does it say about me that I told him not to move while I got my camera?



Cal loves binoculars. He's really good at spotting things with them. He's looking at a deer in this picture. He was begging his Paw Paw to "shoot it.... pweeeese!" Already a little hunter.... he has Margo blood in him afterall (Daniel's going to get onto me for that comment).

One day, we went to visit Minnie. She had three tiny baby bunnies. They were stinkin' cute! It took a little while for Cal to warm up enough to hold one, but Patti was all over them. She cried when it was time to leave. I promised that when we came back through, and if they were old enough, we'd take one home with us. What was I thinking?!?! We already have a rabbit at home that we never play with! The things you do and say under the hypnotizing gaze of a very sad blue-eyed three year old. Good grief! Think she'll forget? Yeah, me either.

Patti and Minnie.