Today I got onto the kids for watching too much TV and not playing outside. We are on day 11 or 12 of below 90 degree weather; there is no excuse to live on a farm and not be outside.
I looked out the door to see that the kids had propped a swimming pool slide onto the well house and were having a ball. They were even inventive enough to get old hydraulic jack bases up on top to help weight down the top of the slide. (Don't ask why we have a pool slide; we don't own a pool. Robby brought it home a few years ago because, "We might need it when I turn the windmill into a fort.")
I asked the kids if they were ready to come in and eat (at 8:30pm):
"No, we are having too much fun," said Sadie.
"You said there was lots to do out here and we're doing it, this is fun," replied T.S.
I guess I'll let them stay outside until dark. Supper is over-rated anyway.