So, I have a couple things and an old vaudeville joke to share.
1. Plants in the garden. My greenhouse lettuce is looking amazing.
2. Today I made the two youngest Baby Vikings, 6 y.o. girl and 2 y.o. girl, their very own "cellphones" from a couple of wood scraps and a permanent marker. Best Toy Ever!
3. While I was digging out a railroad tie fencepost, The Littlest Baby Viking found a pretty rock in the dirt pile. She learned a new word today, "House!" So the fencepost was "House!" because it's going to be part of the walls of the new rabbit house. The trailer cottage is "House!" The main house is "House!" The chicken coop is "House!"
So I drew her a simple line drawing of the house, and she was ecstatic! I then engraved a simpler version of the drawing onto the pretty rock she found, and that was "House!"
That was also a mistake. The pile of rocks she wants me to make into "House!" is in the house, and is growing. Oh you 2 year old.
And finally, the joke:
A man and a dog walk into a talent agency. The man says "Mister, this dog is amazing! He talks! You need a talking dog act! Here, listen!"
He turns to the dog.
"Dog, what's on the top of a house?"
"Roof!"
"Good boy! Dog, what's sandpaper feel like?"
"Rough!!!"
"Fantastic! You are amazing! Who was the best baseball player ever?"
"RUTH!!!"
The talent manager has them both given the ol' heave ho. So they're sitting on the curb, looking dejected. The man looks down at the dog, the dog looks up at the man, sighs, and asks "DiMaggio?"