Monday Evening
Around suppertime on Monday, Levi and Mindy Chupp showed up to give rides with their pony and cart. The children really enjoyed this!
Randall showing us a few of his card tricks. Our boys were especially interested to see how exactly he does that!
Terrel trying to figure it out.
Lowell and his uncle, Benny, trying to mess up the trick. Or at least make Randall nervous.
Come to think of it . . . I’d be nervous with those two getting their heads together against me!
If this has a name, I don’t know it. Uncle Benny brought this over and it is a perfect example of what being a Graber is all about!
It was a golf ball cannon that they first shot through Mom’s garden.
Second time they shot it through her grapes.
Poor Mom.
You know you’re a Graber when . . .
. . . you like things that are loud, fast, and go BOOM!!
Plus, there must be a certain element of danger mixed in.
Hope Dad didn’t want this steel door for anything!
Even Sam-I-Am, the pet raccoon, went skuddling away.
Kenny brought out a tarp and the adults would throw the kids up into the air with it. I’ll put these pictures in quick succession so you can see what it really looked like!
Born to be free!
Tuesday
Tuesday morning we headed to the Indianapolis Zoo. As many as could squeeze into Lizard (the camo limo) climbed in and the rest of us came in vans. There was around 30 of us all together.
Now you will notice that there are not very many pictures of the zoo that day. There is a reason for this. It was the hottest day while we were there, not to mention humid. Plus, the zoo was full and I spent most of my time counting to make sure I had six children with me after leaving each exhibit!
Truthfully, when you are a small-town country bumpkin, Indianapolis and its population can begin to get clausterphobic. Add to that some 90-degree heat and humidity . . . and I was about ready to say, “Take me back to Idaho, please!”
This was how Mr. Fat Squishy hung out most of the day at the zoo.
And have I mentioned that it was his first birthday?! 🙂
When we got back to Dad’s, we celebrated their 60th birthdays following supper.
And we also celebrated the July birthdays that fell during (or close to) the week we were there.
Our Mr. Fat Squishy turns One!
“I think it’s going to bite me, Mom!”
And in case you’re wondering, our children do not mess their cake on their first birthday. We’ve always felt a little jipped! What’s a good first birthday without frosting from ear to ear?
So we pretty much put their hands in it . . . only to have them screw up their faces and begin to cry. Oh well. There’s always the second birthday!
Terrel and Benson were “fishing” off of Grandpa’s tanks. I think the leaf is supposed to be either the fish or the bait – can’t remember which!
Apparently the fish weren’t biting if the looks on their faces are any indication.
Sweet Krissa!
I love Mom’s flowers and garden!
And after a long, hot day . . . what’s more relaxing than a sleepy baby and a huge chair?
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Sandra Miller says
Grabers like noise? I suspect it is not just Graber males that love noise, I know some of their cousins do as well and they grew up here in MS! Come to think of it, I enjoy fireworks and white water rafting…hmmm.
Susan Manuel says
I had to show my guys the cannon since they have a huge one themselves. It’s a guy thing.
Grandma says
I’m glad I was there, too 🙂 The boys were nice enough to ask before helping themselves to our rhubarb leaves for their big fish, so I directed them to the burdock patch instead.
Living in the Shoe says
So that’s what they were! I’m almost thinking you told me that back there, but I’d forgotten. I’m glad you were there, too! 😉 Especially since you were the guest of honor.