Adios Amigos

Tonight will be our cows' proverbial "Last Supper". Tomorrow Brownie and Eggplant are off to butcherland. We've been warning the girls all along not to get too attached... so we'll see if there is much crying and gnashing of teeth come tomorrow. Just so you know, we did try and get them to name the cows Hamburger and T-bone. But we were over-ruled by the kids and their cousins.

Since today was Sunday, my wonderful friend Danielle Bingham came over this morning to stay with Baby Kean so I could go to church for an hour. In case you didn't know this little bit of sweet trivia-- Byron works in our church as a Nursery Leader (he's over the 18 month olds to 3 year olds). He thinks it's the best-- playing with toys and eating snacks and hanging out with Reese. Today he was teaching a lesson on God's creations and decided to take Roxy, our pet rabbit as an object lesson.

Roxy was quite the hit. This must be how celebrities feel... surrounded by the paparazzi.

Holland ditched out of her class to serve as Roxy's chief handler and stylist.

And I just had to add this picture. This little boy-- we'll just call him "C" (to protect his identity)... evidently, he and Reese have a little "thing" going on in Nursery. According to Byron, they already act like an old married couple. He constantly follows her around and plays with her while she just yaks and yaks incessantly and he mostly ignores what she is saying. Yikes, sound familiar?