Homecoming

This past weekend was "Homecoming" in the town south of us. We celebrate this day every year at our friend's home by leaving early, drinking heavily and returning home late. Ok - I am not in on the drinking heavily thing, but I did have a half cup of Pina Colada slush - Yummy! It did not help Aiden sleep that day though.
We caught the parade in the morning and juiced the kids up on sugar right off the bat! Here Sarah is showing off her booty. By booty - I mean candy!!
It is good thing someone is keeping her out of the street! Where is Mom anyway? Oh yeah, behind the camera taking pictures, imagine that!
The parade is not worth watching without the candy flying!
This was the coolest folding chair ever! I had to take a picture just because I was jealous as I was baking out in the sun on this 85 degree day.

Bumbo

Do I look like I like this thing!?

My friend, Brianne, thinks this Bumbo thing is all the rage. So I borrowed hers before investing in one myself. We brought it home and plopped Aiden in it and, well, as you can see, the last thing it looks is comfortable! He did not cry or even fuss a bit while seated in this contraption, but all my motherly instincts said "Get that kid outta there!". He spent the whole time (all five minutes I would allow) with his head lolling backwards, grunting to try to right himself. Maybe this is the hottest new exercise for eliminating baby boy boobs (can't really call them Man-boobs yet right?)? (By the way, Man-boob are on the rise - direct quote from the flipfloppingmomma - go organic!)

He did enjoy the great vantage point it gave him of the ceiling fan though...

The Bumbo goes back.

Rainbow

This was our reward for weathering the storm.

Stormy Night

Sometimes we forget how powerful Mother Nature can be. I know I tend to take for granted that storms will just blow by leaving us unscathed. I suppose if I lived further down south, I would be much more respectful, but alas, having never been in a serious storm, I just find them fascinating. I cling to the windows to catch every lightening flash and hear the loud roars of thunder as the storm rolls across the countryside. Our house provides the perfect view for watching the rain sweep through the cornfields, eventually pounding on our roof. I love every minute of it.
Last night, however, we did get hit by the severe thunderstorm the storm tracker had been warning us about. High winds took down large amounts of the tree in our front yard, taking the railing to our front deck with it. (Good thing - I never like that wrought iron!) We also watched as lightening struck our corn crib out back, not once, but twice. Nevertheless, there I was, with a front row seat, sitting in the windows watching it all.

Rainy Day Makes for Happy (Muddy) Horses

The Homestead

My Mother-in-Law recently found this photo of the farm while rummaging through some pictures Grandma and Grandpa Foley left behind. We figure this was either right before or right after Grandma and Grandpa bought the farm back in the 60's.