The handsome ransom

This breaking news is fresh off the press:

The awsomely handsome one eyed mutt is being held for ransom by the crazy sisters!

According to our source (whom we deem somewhat reliable for a one eyed mutt), he was not dognaped, nor has he gone missing. But somehow, in the last week he has arrived in the clutches of the crazy sisters who now refuse to release him without certain demands being met.

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According to our source, his conditon is horrifing.
He is at their complete mercy…they drag him on long walks where he is not allowed to chase birds, but he himself gets chased frequently by the crazy sisters who insist there's a button to push on his tail...

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....they connive him into precarious kayaks, where he is forced to sit still or reap the consequences....he gets nothing to eat but scrapes and mac and cheese....

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He's forced to play out side amidst unimagineable horrors, while the wolves frolic in the field. AND HE HAS TO SLEEP WITH OUT HIS PILLOW!!!!

These perhaps would not be so bad alone, but to top it all off, the crazy sisters can't seem to refrain from making him play dress up with them

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and this humiliating abuse will go on until the handsome ransom is paid in full.

Professional stripper: Canceled

Thats right, the middle child no longer wants to be a professional stripper when she grows up and gets a real job. Aparently, she wasn't having a whole lot of fun stripping the paint off the windows one day last week...and she announced her decision over lunch to the entire family.

If our memories serve us right, her exact words were: "I don't like stripping."

And the youngest child quite naturally took it a step farther and crossed "Professional Stripper" off the resumee.

Happy quarter of a century youngest child

Happy Birthday youngest child!

Happy Birthday youngest child!

Happy Birthday youngest child!

Happy Birthday youngest child!

Have a great day!

Love your favorite family

The favorite brother’s brothers,

On their way home from Idaho, the silly sisters crashed at the favorite Brainerd grandparents house for a much needed rest. While they were there the favorite brother stopped by for a progress report on his building plans. The favorite Brainerd grandpa wondered how the favorite brother would get his house built before winter set in.

The favorite brother responded to such concern with great confidence and complete sincerity, “Oh, my brothers are going to help me.”

the long recovery

This was not at the state fair.

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This was down in the Valley of Texas a few days before Easter. But it's memories like this that prolong our recovery.

And we fear we are still unfit for our friends.

Our State Fair is the best State Fair

Thank you to everyone who has stopped to see us...esspecially to the favorite singing family who some how managed to connect sunday and tuesyday in a freakish way. And to everyone who has stopped, thank you, and yes we did infact see you pointing and laughing.

Six days down, and only six to go! Oh boy! How shall we ever bear such joy? And yes we do mean bear.

Pardon us if we forget wether it's day or night...or if it's actually today instead of yesterday...its okay though, we have a plan...


we'll sleep when its over.

Wild raspberries

How much a wild raspberry is enjoyed depends on how much a person looks at it before its tossed into the mouth. The faster it enters the mouth after leaving the plant the greater the enjoyment. But a slight hesitation in the toss may ruin the entire experience. For at a slight glance little white dots are visible…possibly the eggs of the bug you just blew off. On closer inspection a little tiny little white worm may greet you with an imploring plea for its little life…and the life of the only food it has to grow on.

Stink bugs and wild fruit flies are easily brushed off and promptly forgotten, and even the eggs can be tolerated as long as they brush off easily, but a worm found is as good as a berry thrown…and its very difficult to stop the thought from coming…how many worms have we eaten this year in our berry patch without us even knowing?

On assignment

On their way to Idaho for vacation

the silly sisters stopped at the Grand Canyon in North Dakota

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As usual, the picture does not do it justice...or the silly sisters for that matter

And then there was Lolo Pass

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This is the youngest child gawking at one of the views...or rather, she's gawking at the tourists gawking at the view.

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This is the middle child laughing at the awkward looking camera person.

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After they had over come being distracted by the sights and sounds(horns?) the silly sisters finally arrived in Idaho

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Here the grins and gigglers are standing at the top of the little mountain they climbed after fly fishing in a happy little lake. Okay, so they didn't have to climb very high, and they didn't make it to the top; but hey, no one ever has to know that.

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Tune in next time for pictures of the silly sisters doing a photo shoot with May and Phil.

pictures of our bugs

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The cricket and the glow worm.

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And our little lady bug

And here's all our bugs getting along famously in our bug net

Hope everyone enjoyed seeing our bugs as much as we did!

to post or not to post

Thats just silly!

Of course we're not going to post today. We have way to many cabins to clean and fluff and stuff. We'd have to be made of time to post on a day as busy as this one...or maybe we just got up super early after going to bed horribly late...but at any rate, we're not going to post to day!








So there!

Happy August Day!!!!!!!!!!!

That's right, today is the wonderful first day of August, and as such we are determined to have a fabulous day!!! A beautiful day! A spectacular day! A completly unforgetable day! A...a...perfect day! A great day! A nice day! A good day. A fine day. A...a...um...a....well, at any rate, we are determined to have a day of it.








Hey, at the very least, we've already smiled once...even the lady bug!

early in the morning

Eloquence doesn't always abound at the happy place, nor does everything always go right.

Sometimes the middle child accidentally barrels into a cabin with the tractor...and sometimes, early in the morning, the youngest child can be heard encouraging the one eyed mutt to, "Go poop one eye. Go poop!" and then with some frusteration she'll growl in a low stern voice, "Go poop NOW!"

Tales of Two Sillies

Here's what you need to do today...if you get nothing else done, do this. Go to your book store and ask for Tales of Two Sillies, we would post a picture of it, but we're having trouble.

Oh, you could also go to here and then type in Tales of Two Sillies in the search box to see the cover...

Stand back now and watch the professionals….

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This is, apparently, the silly sisters demonstrating their standing out of the way skills.

They were remarkably good at it too.

You know what they say, "Many hands make..."

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Everything much more confusing

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The youngest child didn't actually lean on this pile of dirt all day. There was a different pile closer to the hole that she leaned on with a shovel.

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The middle child did in fact sit in this tractor all day...and no it didn't stay in one spot.

This isn't what the silly sisters were doing last week, this is what they did the week before, they were playing in the mud last week...

Remember...

Remeber the time the middle child got stuck in the culvert?

Newsys 5th annual Cattail party

The newsy staff on assignment:

Catching fish for the cattail party...and yes it was enough for the crowd of 19.

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Here are the cattail partiers...or at least the ones that were bound by blood to run around franticly with the silly sisters before the party.

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Here's the glow worm and little cricket going for a motorcycle ride.

oh, and a sneaky picture of some french doors.

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The cattail party was a sight to behold. It really was. Imagine 19 people in 19 yellow T-shirts running around like bumble bees.

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And we can still see them running around...

Thinkable thoughts

Memory lane. Who would have thought there would be so many curves?

Camelot

Oh sure, its handy when the rain falls only after sunset...but blast, neither the middle child nor the youngest child can sleep while its raining!

How to keep it raining

On a cloudy day hang out your wet laundry and then obstinately refuse to bring it in until it is dry.


It should rain indefintly.