Another fine day for shopping. Spring is inching its way up north it seems
Isabelle was at a thing, well a class really, yesterday where she helped out stretching cow and deer hides to make drums. Wow. That's something I wouldn't do. I figure it is gross, from all that I have heard. Especially the smell. Seemed like a lot of work.
Isabelle likes perennials, not annuals.
Apparently Greg David also had to clean Christmas tree needles out of the car.
Lawns should be replaced with mint. You mow your lawn, you smell like gum, that'd be great.
Isabelle would paint cows all over the car if she could.
We have several trips coming up, should be hectic.