We spent the weekend at Mom and Dad's. Mom had just recently found a fire at the treeline from a bolt of lightening. We had to check it out:
It was crazy! Amazing what it did to these two trees. Fortunately, Dad followed the 911 advice when they called for firetrucks...he left it up to the professionals and didn't go near it. Riiiiiight....that doesn't sound like Dad at all. Haha - he had a rode made up to the fire and had plowed a perimeter ring around it before the firetrucks even got there.
We also took a drive up Skyline and Dad and the girls walked down. Reminded me of cross country training days. The view is always pretty from up here.
Kennedy learned to ride a dirtbike this weekend. Uncle Reid got it all cleaned up and ready to go. We all watched her go round and round:
Isabella helped Grampa burn the ditch and learned that straw tastes better than stubble. And 'farmers chew on straw while they walk their fields.'
Lady and Dan swam, tried to chase Kennedy on the dirtbike and got very tired!
Thanks Mom and Dad for a great weekend home!
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