We give the kids some popsicles and head off on our walk:
When I was a kid we had purple tongue contests after eating blueberry pies. The scale went from possible purple, to partially purple, to positively purple, to preposterously purple. The kids got partially.
Max realizes we are close to the house, and runs down the vineyard line,
And then the funniest thing happened, the point of this post. On the way to the farm we had been telling the boys that they needed to let us know if they saw deer, since we had to get them off the farm since they would damage the grapes. Maybe we made a big deal about it. But as Max ran along, suddenly he stopped and screamed hysterically, turned back towards us, and ran for his life, shouting DEER! DEER! DEER! And the most enormous jackrabbit (think German Shepherd) bounded across the path, and hopped off into the distance over the hill. Max was shuddering. Until we told him that he had just seen the Easter Bunny.
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