We had originally planned on going to a homeschool outing but we were held up at our own home by unforseen circunstances, so instead we decided to just go to a playground near our house and eat our lunches, where there just happens to be a small pond also.
So what is it with boys anyway?
It's not enough to stand back and enjoy the beauty of the surroundings.
They gotta dive in and experience things up close and personal...
and find things!
Like tiny fresh water clams?
So after we ate our lunches we went to a local farm not too far away from our house, where I picked up a dozen ears of corn, a cantalope, 3 green peppers, a bag of cucumbers and two big bags of ripe tomatoes.
The reason I bought the tomatoes isn't because I don't have any but because my own Big Beautiful tomatoes are systematically being taken out one by one before they're even ripe by (said sneeringly) Rrra-a-a-a-ats!!
And it's not like they even eat them, they just chew holes in them and go on to the next one! Grrrrrrr!
Oh the indignation, exasperation and outrage!
I finally had had enough so I went out and picked all the tomatoes that were on the lower branches as it seems that is the ones that were being targeted.
I am hoping that rats don't like to climb and eat at the same time... I'm sure I'll soon find out though.
I also set out a couple of rat traps and baited them with peanut butter but for some reason I don't think peanut butter is going to appeal to a rat that has green tomato taste buds?
Ahhhhh... I guess I'll be finding that out too!
So, the plan is to can green tomato relish with mine that I picked and make salsa with the ones I bought.
Anyway, on the way home from the farm Webster wanted to drive by the old swimming hole... you know just to check it out.
I couldn't refuse his pleadings... so I let him go for a swim even if he wasn't wearing his swim shorts and had no towel.
Cause you know...says Webster
"Boys have gotta do what boys have gotta do!"