On Wednesday, my friend An drove the 45 minute to an hour drive to our house.
She had a chicken with her. Vulture the hen is her favorite, a pet, one not to be sent to the pot. But that's where her other chickens were headed so she smuggled Vulture out and drove her down to our house to live out her days here on our little farm.
She pulled her youngest out of preschool and I pulled S4 out of kindergarten and the boys got out the train tracks, watching Chuggington, played for a few hours in the sandbox and then we drove to town to eat lunch at the Cheeseburger Shop (as S4 calls it) and coffee with chocolate at a local gem of a shop in town.
It was a great day.
When An and her son - all hyped up on chocolate now - headed home, S4 and I had the day to ourselves.
S4 has been having a hard time not having a day home to himself since school started. He was skipping happy to have the rest of the day to play.
We wandered the library of that town. It has a train track in it, S4's favorite. I had fun looking up new books for my library.
We drove home where S4 wanted me to play geo trax with him.....
Then S4 wanted a picture with me.
Here is our biggest walnut tree.
Um, yah, my heart melted at that.