Friday’s Nearly Midnight Musings

This morning Jeryn helped me catch a couple of horses for the ferrier.  We had them caught in plenty of time, so Jeryn got on a bucket (with his own scissors) and helped me clip one’s bridle path.  He had never done that before so he didn’t quite know what we were doing.  Fortunately his scissors were a little dull because he was doing his best to whack off a big part of the mane.  He loves to cut stuff.  In fact, every time he comes into the laundry room where I keep my scrapbooking stuff, he jumps up and down and BEGS for any one pair of the scissors in my bag.  (Which by the way, Jaiden walked in one day last week and in a real disgusted voice said, “Mom, WHY do you even have all this scrapbooking stuff when you never scrapbook??” ) Point taken.

Not too bad…

He was also fascinated by the horseshoer, whose name is Joey, but Jeryn called “Mr. John”???  We had to leave before he was done, and I carried him from this bucket to my vehicle KICKING AND SCREAMING.  “Wanna watch, Mama! Wanna watch Mr. John!”

We seldom let our cat inside, but usually when we get home, Jeryn wants to pet and feed (and eat cat food) with him.  Jaiden had a b-day party to go to tonight so I was pressed for time and had to get dinner going.  I let them bring the cat in to the laundry room and closed the door while I worked on supper.  I have a little desk in there, so Jaiden worked on some stuff while Jeryn tortured the cat.  When I opened the door to check on them, he was sitting on the cat with his whole body weight (roughly thirty lbs. worth).  By the time I got the camera and made it back, he was trying to stand him up and ride on his back.  I told him to be gentle and he laid his head down on him and said, “Kitty Cat soft.”

Jaiden had an exciting week at school…they had “Zebra Day” for the letter Z introduction and they were supposed to wear black and white that day.  This was before school, and I loved how they were looking at each other :)

Today they had a Thanksgiving Feast and had the option to dress as a pilgrim or an Indian.  She didn’t want to dress up, but she did want to wear a feather in her hair.  I can’t believe Thanksgiving is NEXT week!!!