The cedar fencing we ordered from Michigan finally arrived. They said it would only take two weeks to mill and one week to ship. A month and a half later....but hey, what can you expect?
(I feel a "polack"or Michigan joke might be appropriate here, but out of respect for my in-laws and Michigan readers, I won't.)

We have also decided that we are building a barn. I found out about this more than made a decision about it. My brother is moving out here sometime in the near future and a suggestion was made that it might be nice to have a shared barn. And not just a backyard shed, more of a 40x60 kind of affair, a rather large barn, or at least larger than what I originally had in mind for my back yard.
We are still in the preliminary stages of deciding where it will go and exactly how big it will be, what it will be made of (metal, wood), etc.
So more on that later. Before I start on the barn, I have to get the 1,000 feet or so of fencing put up first. Anybody have a posthole digger?
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Now for something completely different ---------------
The other night, my brother was visiting. We talked until about 8:30. Throughout the conversation I was surprised just how quiet the boys were being in the back room. We had left them to play together in Benjamin's room. And it was quiet. Too quiet.
Amanda and I went in to check on them.
I could have either cursed a lot or taken pictures. So I grabbed the camera...


The room was DESTROYED.
They had found the stash of powders, creams, ointments, and gels. There was lotion smeared into the carpet. Powder was sprinkled on countertops, in drawers, and in Eli's hair. Their toybox was completely covered in baby powder. Not just sprinkled, but drenched in it. Every toy was covered. Every book soaked in cream and powder. Doors. Walls. Beds. Sinks. Chairs. EVERYTHING had been systematically "hit."
I really wanted to yell. I just took pictures.
And later, after a fresh bath, Eli told Amanda that it was Benjamin who had masterminded the entire thing. I later asked Benjamin and he agreed.
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The boys have fallen in love with Meerkats lately. They watched a national geographic type of movie about the animal and now love them.
They have chosen Meerkat as their halloween, or "Holy-ween" costume this year.
And Beyla is cute as ever.
And not old enough to join in her brother's tomfoolery. Thank goodness.