The kite.
The Grandpa. (Who sometimes wakes in the middle of the night with grand dreams!)
The Grandpa decided to build a kite. A box kite. Made out of newspaper, plastic wrap, glue, and dried sunflower stalk.
He enlisted the help of my older children. (Isaac is not pictured, but he did go over one day to help glue.)Everyone had to wait a few days for some wind to test out the new kite.
Presto! The wind arrived on Friday. (Just before the kids went with their dad to visit their Grammy. Ahhh... we love grandparents.)







(Back view) Look closely. You just might find someone you know!


We got home and started fastening the boards together by rotating the corners to make a square box. Gene and I both think we probably could have done without the predrilling. 
7 boxes down, 3 more to go! I'm going to get to go back to Home Depot. Yipee!
Last Saturday we went over to my grandparent's house. Isaac had been wanting to help my grandpa with some outside work. My grandpa thought it was too wet to move manure to the garden, but Isaac was determined.
My grandpa showed him how to shovel the manure from the bottom of the pile instead of from the top. He told him to keep everything at one end of the wheelbarrow. By the time Gene got there to help, Isaac was giving him pointers!

This little brother is learning how to work, just like his big brother. 








Girls. Or boys. Or both. 
He CLIMBS!