I thought I was married to Fred Flintstone the other day.
After he let the cat out... (random cat that spent the night on our quad), he went to spend the day at the rock quarry in Souris, Manitoba. He came home with some nice rocks to polish!
We didn't have the guns out for Thanksgiving, but Terry took the kids out the next day. Karin...your girls have pink cowboy boots... Terry took Kelsey shopping today to look at a pink gun. Uffda!