Yes, I Watched the Royal Wedding

I thought I should just get that out of the way right up front. If I lived in the west, I would not have been one of those dedicated people who got up at 3 a.m. to watch, but since I was awake anyway and Cubby was still asleep, I turned on the TV. It was definitely worth watching. Sort of a combination Macy's Thanksgiving parade/Presidential inauguration/Grammys--if I may make some very American comparisons. Those Brits know how to put on a show, for sure.

ANYWAY.

Know what else is putting on a show right now? Our daffodils. The whole family hiked up to the morass of mud known as the pasture the other evening just to see them in their full glory.

First A. let the sheep out to graze on the neighbors' fresh grass.

Because it IS always greener on the other side of the fence.

Cubby came too, of course. The pasture is really fun for Cubby. So much to do and see.

He favors sticks over flowers.

So much mud to wallow in.

There is no point in trying to keep a farm boy clean. Talk about a losing battle.

Old bathtubs full of stagnant water and random pipes in the ground to inspect . . .

It's a pretty good life for a toddler.

Happy Friday, duckies!