Whatever works.

Let me introduce you to a force to be reckoned with. These girls are it - fo' sho'. Can't you tell? When they are good, they are really good, but when they are bad...well, just be on guard. No, really, they are never too bad. Always pretty good.





Recently Abbie, Aunt Mama Hen's one and only little lady assigned Schyler, my one and only little *cough, cough, sputter, sputter* ahem, lady a book report to be done and turned in the next day.



And did she do it?



Oh, of course she did.



Not only did she do it, she gave me a big spill about how Abbie is the older cousin and you know the older women are supposed to teach the younger.



Yes. Thank you. I may have heard that somewhere before. But never mind.

This funny little guy is here today. My nephew enjoyed serenading us around the campfire every evening.

It was pretty fun until he told us to get up and dance. *Gasp!* We are baptists thank you very much. For the love. His mother must be taking him to some sort of heathen denomination...*sigh* - sisters.

So far today he only has one busted lip, so we're doing good.