Already a Change of Plans

Mr. Frank called and they are harvesting oats tomorrow, so B won't be able to go to the farm tomorrow after all. They have to get parts early in the morning for the combine (spelled correctly??) to complete the job. It is 9:00 pm and he just came in for the day. I am intrigued with the life of a farmer. I hope to learn more about what they do myself. So, anyway, we are going to the farm on Saturday. He told me that B will be digging potatoes. He will get very dirty digging in the dirt. Now I have to find some long pants that fit him and aren't too short. Maybe we have some hand me downs from Davis hanging in the closet that will fit. He also suggested boots, he said for obvious reasons, like snakes! Oh dear, what am I doing? I will keep that tid bit of info to myself and not share that part with B.

We are going to join the summer camp group from his daycare at a ropes course at the university. Which should be fun too! We have to be there by 8:15, so an early start tomorrow. We have been lazy so far this week, taking our time getting started each day.