E woke up Saturday morning stating that he wanted to be in the parade that day. and that he wanted to dress up as a monster in his brother's Halloween costume of a few years ago. Fortunately, our truck and flatbed trailer were already being borrowed for use in the parade so he was able to hitch a ride on there with friends.
Sure, the annual event has more of a mountain man/black powder shoot/buckskins and beads/gold digging/rodeo/mud bog/vintage car/quilt show/flea market/bag piper theme, so why not let a little green monster tag along on the belly dancer/drumming float? Well, at least he was warm in that suit on such a chilly morning. Brr! You never know what you're going to get for that weekend. We've seen it all, 80 degrees, rain, and even snow on this day in the years we've been here.
Anyways, E so loved being on that side of things for a change this year, in the parade itself and, since they were near the beginning of it, he was able to step back out onto the sidewalk with his cousins and friends and nearly catch up with them in the candy gathering.
Meanwhile, C missed the whole thing as he was home caring for an ill hen who was having trouble laying an egg. Let's just say that he learned a lot that day, and unfortunately, despite all his best efforts, she didn't survive through the following night.
So, with a sick chicken in the bathtub, E dragging out all the dress ups searching for a costume t0 wear, and R playing and belting out "Go tell Aunt Rhodie, the old grey goose is dead!" on the keyboard, all I could think was, "Yup. Here we are. This is just our normal crazy little world"
Just everyday stuff around here. You just never know what the day will bring.
And you thought everything around here was all calm and peaceful. Ha. I guess it is, if you call this nutty, chaotic life of ours sweet harmony. I know that, for the most part, we do.