SEVENTEEN

 

My friend's beautiful yard. V kept trying to get in every photo. We were there to dig up some wildflowers for transplanting to our yard (with permission of course!).

2025 week seventeen

For the weekend we drove to Oklahoma. Matt and the other gentlemen went on a kayaking trip.

They woke up in the middle of the night to the tent leaking in a thunderstorm.

They flipped the kayaks a few times, had a few near-death experiences, and had a blast. 

They're already planning the next trip. 

Meanwhile V was as happy as can be playing with her cousins, catching turtles and tadpoles, riding horses, and playing vet -where apparently the number one sign you need at your vet's office is "No Firearms." Happy Birthday to V. You are now 12. I'm sorry the turtle ran away and you couldn't keep him. 

Quotes:

Me- "Why are you crying?"
V- "I don't even know!"
Me- "Is this about the turtle still?"
V- "NO! I DON'T KNOW!" sobs harder. 

Me- "You're allowed to feel sad, but you need to stop crying about a turtle you had for less than a day."