Oh, those crazy kids!

It was all Ashton's idea. I suppose it started with a thought of "Wonder what would happen if I scanned my face?" The first time was funny enough to try it again, just with a different look the second time. Ashton then got Kenzie, Kassie and Brady to give it a try.

I wonder if Brady could see afterward from leaving his eyes open during the scanning process!

Oh, those crazy kids!

Goober Peas

Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day
Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away
Lying in the shadows underneath the trees
Goodness, how delicious, eating goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule
To cry out their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule!"
But another custom, enchanting-er than these
Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

Just before the battle, the General hears a row
He says "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now."
He looks down the roadway, and what d'ya think he sees?
The Georgia Militia cracking goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

I think my song has lasted just about enough.
The subject is interesting, but the rhymes are mighty rough.
I wish the war was over, so free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, say good-bye to goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

I couldn't help but sing this song when I saw Ashton and Kaden eating goober peas out on our front sidewalk! I'm pretty sure it was my dad that sang this song when I was a child, and that's where I first heard it. Dad also sang Jimmy Crack Corn and anything by Burl Ives. I wasn't exposed to Bluegrass until I met Dale!

Soccer in the rain

Bryson had his first soccer game this past Saturday. This is his first year playing. It down poured during the entire game! I watched from the van and took these pictures using my digital zoom through a rain covered windshield. I'm hoping for a sunny day at this Saturday's game so I can get some decent pictures.

Bryson's team lost by one goal. He is still unsure on all the rules and positions. It's not easy joining in on a team where every one else has already been playing for years. Angie, we were wishing Clay was around to help!

Produce, anyone?

We have been so blessed this summer with an over abundance of produce, most of it given to us. We had a few green peppers and tomatoes from our own plants, but most has come from my father. Dad is a big gardener, always has been. My mother's health no longer allows her to can and freeze all that Dad's garden produces, so he passes it on to me! Most recently he gave us 12 watermelon, at least 15 cantaloupes and more tomatoes! He has also supplied us with endless amounts of zucchini, green peppers, cucumbers, pears and some green beans. Our wonderful neighbors, the Reids, have been giving us yellow squash, zucchini, tomatoes and apples. Someone Dale works with has given us yellow squash and zucchini as well. It's almost more than I know what to do with! I have to include some of this produce in each of our meals. I hate to see it go to waste. I've made several zucchini cakes, breads, muffins and casseroles, pear pie, apple pie and six squash pies! We've had BLT's at least once a week, and I made cucumber and onion slaw twice. In a few weeks when it's all gone and no more is coming, I'll be wishing I had a fresh tomato and zucchini slices for my salad!

Kaden wasn't big on the watermelon, but he enjoyed eating his cereal out of the rind!

I'm gearing up for my favorite fall vegetable... turnips! Dad, I hope you planted some!