βThe pig and the chicken were on their way to breakfast, trying to decide what to have. When chicken said, ”Let’s have ham and eggs.” The pig then replied, ”That’s fine for you, it’s a small donation on your part, but it’s a total sacrifice for me.”β
I was just looking through my pictures from the last few days and found my sweet little pigs, thought that I’d doctor this one up a little bit with editing. You know, I really love pigs…can’t say why that is, but I always have. My mother couldn’t understand it, but I just do. There is something about them.
We went to the Field Days the other night. The idea was good, with the intention of going to the Demolition Derby like we did last year. Trouble was that I played a sympathetic momma and went on a ride just after we got there. My middle man wanted to go on the Cobra…no one else would go with him, so I did.
I should not have gone on that ride…kicked myself in the butt for an hour or more afterward. I was trying to sacrifice myself a bit for my middle man. Hoping to gain a few brownie points with him for being such a cool mom. Instead…I was a blue in the face mom and had to sit it out for too long afterward. My poor boys.
The Derby wasn’t all to successful either. Little Man was extremely overtired and decided to have a meltdown because he wasn’t happy with our seating arrangements. Needless to say, I didn’t get the photos I’d hoped for that day…but I grabbed a few favorite critters (not the chicken…that was from another day). I didn’t get to see the Derby, but we did enjoy walking around a little while instead…allowing the boys a few more rides before the night ended. All in all…it was good.