We went to get the girl a dress for her graduation this morning and discovered these shoes for HJ that just had to come home with us.

They're green pearlescent jellies. Hello? Jellies. Remember jellies?? She won't take them off. I totally understand.

 She picked out this little dress to wear to her pre-kindergarten graduation on Thursday night. I think she's confusing this with a wedding, or wants it to be a wedding because there is MUCH planning and detail and thought being put into this. And the insistence on a white dress leads me to this conclusion as well. She's been obsessed with our wedding lately and wants to constantly play bride and keeps begging me to take my dress out of the box. The more I try to explain to her that the dress is put away and is preserved so it won't turn yellow, the more idiotic I think I sound. What am I preserving it for? I said aloud to her.

"So I can wear it when I get married, Mama." she said sweetly.

So sweet. I just smiled at her sweet little face and kissed her head instead of launching into a diatribe about independence and how she might not want to get married and that was ok and how a man doesn't have to save you blah blah blah. I just let the moment be.

We were at Farrel McWhirter Park today for Hadley's horseback riding camp. She is over the MOON about horses (animals and creatures in general really) and this little camp is so cute. The farm has all of the usual suspects a farm would have including a cranky donkey. There are also a lot of trails around it, wide open spaces to run and play and the whole place just has a wholesome sweetness about it. The kids love it.

Yes, it's a bunny sleeping in a pen with 3 baby goats. I took about 35 pictures just for the sheer darlingness of it all. It seriously made my day. I just thought it was so random and fabulous. Plus, the sun was shining so I had to capture that rarity.

I found another bunny hanging out with the sheep!

Hadley did her horse thing while I tried to contain Finn. "Tried" being the operative word. I'm trying more and more lately to celebrate and embrace his joyous, wild, busy busy busy nature instead of fighting it. Again, "trying" being the operative word. Today went well. Ask me on another day when I'm more tired and you may not get a chipper answer. Finn may also be on a leash.

She fully struck a pose in that last one. Tyra would be so proud!

Finn threw rocks in the stream and had a big old conversation with the goats. It was weird. He would talk and then the goats would "talk" and then he would talk and the goats would talk. Later I said "What were you telling the goats, Finn?"

"Oh, they just wanted to know where the food is," he said.