Living right, or... something

Well, I must be doing something right in the eyes of the Universe, because:

• Little Mr. O has learned how to smile, and is happy to do so many times a day. Though never when I have a camera. And also, he's getting huge.
  
• We took our resident barn cat in to get her spayed - but she was already spayed
• A tiny tree that planted last year - and promptly ran over with the truck - actually survived.
• Both the tiller and the tractor started on the first try this year. (And let's not start a big debate on tillers. Been there, done that.)
  

Of course, the tractor stalled out for unknown reasons within an hour, and the tiller has a belt that's so loose it comes off at the end of every other row. No worries though, it's all good. Or at least manageable.

On top of all that though, my mom came to visit recently. She helped with some fencing and potato planting, and she helped e5 to write down a story he made up - complete with stickers of animals to illustrate. Here's his story:

Saving the Puppy from the giant Robot. The Puppy thought the Robot was going to hurt hime and then what happens is the Puppy runs away and the Robot wants to play tag with it and the the puppy knows it's a game. Next, a couple of kitties came to play and also a couple of dogs came to play. And also some other animals came. It was a couple more kitty cats. Then some cows came up to play. Then they all ran to a game of sports for the animals. And they want to get a hundred thousand balls. And they want to play the sports game. The End.

If you're not smiling now, then you should go to the doctor because there might be something wrong with you.

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