is it the beginning of the end?

so.... the Monkey refused to wear this today:
causing his mother to recall these: Which were a much more acceptable alternative to the boy who thinks he can do it all. Thanks for getting us started, Granny Boo. (I think)

Did I mention we have ducks?

We got them from the nurse-cousin's neighbor, as it turns out... After Tonka and two different dogs mistook the greenish pond for more grassy lawn and took a "swim," D took matters into his own hands called a number listed in Craigslist . When we turned onto the man's road I realized where we were. Good thing too, because we had to drive to her house (and wake her up...oops...) to borrow a box big enough to fit our new pond cleaners dinner options pets. and no, Sheena, we will not be eating them...they're for the edification of our future homestead pond! And they eat bugs! The man had several varieties to choose from and we settled on three Cayuga ducks; two females and a drake with a formerly broken leg. They are so fun to watch and we cannot wait for the first egg to be laid!Oh, and 'fer thinks he can do anything. But that's another post entirely. For those of you curious, Abuela's former living room planter has a new life as the base for the duck's outside pen. During the night they sleep in a duck house that was custom made for my brother's first dog many (ha!) years ago; it now sports a hinged door in the rear for egg retrieval.
Other Emily, I hope your kids like feeding the ducks; that's how they're going to earn their keep at my house. ;-p