The crazy farm

Today on the way home, CJ asked, where are we going.  I had already said home several times, so I changed it up and said, "the crazy farm".  She thought this was hiliarous, and once her laughing subsided a bit, she said, "that is too far away, that is where Grandma Martha lives".  G'ma Martha may agree.

My camera is still in the shop, and as life is typical on this street, there have been some "kodak" moments that my neighbor captured for me.  Thanks Toni!

Here is Laurelei.  CJ had put these stickers, that look like band aids, all up and down Laurelei's legs and arms, because "she got shots".  Laurelei began to transfer them to her babies.

On our street little girls are everywhere and on any given day, dressed up, or really just how they prefer to dress.  At an after Halloween sale, I got this "Hannah Montana" costume for CJ for a buck.  She doesn't even know who Hannah Montana is, but she got all dressed up and proclaimed her self a little Miss Eugenia.

The other day, there were 7 little girls playing with chalk in my driveway. They ranged in age from 4-1 and some of the "regulars" weren't even there.  It is nice to have so many friends to play with so close.  We will miss that when we move away.