What an exciting time I had this last week. The trip to the family farm was so much fun. It was still too cold to swim in the pond, but we played around the pond a great deal. We created a new game in the old barn. We climbed way up high on the walls of the barn and then jumped into a pile of hay piles on the floor. It was just like flying through the air. Everything was going well until my oldest cousin, Paul, landed wrong and sprained his ankle. I was glad he was not badly hurt.
The grownup saw what we were doing and decided our climbing the barn walls and flying to the hay below was too dangerous and made us stop. Going to a new place for a few days is always creates new memories. I think we are going back for a week after school is out. Maybe on that trip I will invite Andy and his Uncle Andrew to join us. I know Andy would have a blast on the farm. I saw a lot of his distant relatives there!
