Summer Skills

It's officially summer, and some of G's grandchildren get to balance productive tasks with their screen time--creating something, writing, reading, outdoor time, etc. [Not a bad idea.]
So...Noni was at G's house and might not have been thrilled, but was cooperative, when she asked him to check off a task by writing about when he got his trophy deer. Here's his typed (and edited) product. G was happy. Noni checked off a task.  

My Trophy Deer

My daddy and I were out at Uncle John’s farm hunting one day in October, a few days before my birthday. We were sitting on this rock when he said, “We should move back to our other spot. I just have that feeling.” So I agreed to go back to our homemade blind. I heard a noise like a tree falling in the creek. Then my daddy said, “A monster buck just walked out.” I felt a shock go through my body. I was very precise on my aiming. I held my breath and pulled the trigger. I didn’t feel a kick, which I never do. The buck ran for a hundred yards. I said to daddy. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I guess we all miss one once.” Then he said, “No, you got him! Look over there.” The beast had been downed by a ten year old boy. When we walked over to where my buck was lying, somehow his rear left leg had gotten hung between his antlers. That was the hardest shot I’ve ever taken.

I entered the buck in the Dixie Deer Classic and placed second in the state in my class and first in Wake county.

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What were Laurel and V doing in the meantime?
Laurel read books to G for her reading time.  G liked that. And for her creative activity, she made...

....wait for it....SLIME!  [of course]

V was taking his required end-of-home-school-year test. 
Way to go, V! Your first as a US Citizen!    

Behold, children are a gift of the Lord.

  Psalm 127:3

You have goat to be kidding!

What I am about to show you did not occur at G's house...
G was, however, present and saw it with her own eyes.
G will not divulge where this occurred,* 

but perhaps you might recognize some of the participants.

"Never underestimate a woman who loves goats."

Some participants were not thrilled about participating...and might be seen hiding behind a door.

“I love you more than I love goats, and you know how I feel about goats..."   

(J. Patterson)

"A prudent man does not make the goat his gardener."   (Hungarian Proverb)

“But...that doesn't make any sense...!'

'It does if you're a goat.”   ( L. Medley)

"I liked the way the word 'goat' looked on the page, but I decided then and there
that I wanted to be a writer." (T. Obreht)

"Even goats may have starlight in their eyes." (R.W. Service)

*Disclaimer: No goats became permanent house guests during this incident.

Behold, children are a gift of the Lord.
Psalm 127:3