Hay is for Horses

That's my new favorite phrase. I learned it from school. See? You can learn a lot from school. School (aka Ashley's house) was on a 2 week break, so Gramma, El Grande & Holly came up from the south and we drove to the mountains. Summer in Tahoe is fun. You can ride ponies. I rode Cherise and felt the wind in my velvet hat and a skip in my saddle. Although the ride was so wiggly, I let dad take me around the trail twice.

Handsome Hair

Despite my dad's heroic efforts to cut my hair, we let a 'pro' do his magic. It wasn't quite the shorn-look that mamma wanted, but I am gracefully brutish anyhow.

Pretty in Pink

Kaley's got this colorrific new Barbie-Pink cast on her foot from the hospital. I'd like to say that she shattered her ankle in a gravity-defying leap from an oak tree in the back, like a howler monkey, but the explanation is much more mundane than that. Now she can really kick butt. Har, har.