Another picture of the treasures in James' pockets:
James doesn't usually have homework to do at home aside from reading, but he had a quite a few worksheets sent home as unfinished work that he didn't have time to complete. I told him that we needed to have them all done (6 pages total when you count front and back) before Anthony got home and we left for my mom's house for the weekend. There was a lot of moaning and groaning and whining that he couldn't do it. Then he came up with a game that made doing the work more fun! He took a dice and would toss it around until he got the number of how many letters were in the next word he had to write (like a 3 if the next word was "the"). Then he would sit down and write and start over again. It took about 2 hours to finish everything, but he and Rett had a good time. I think getting kids to do their homework is a special kind of torture they never warn you about when you have kids :)
Once Daddy got home from work it was time to hook up the boat and get ready for the drive to my mom's house. This was the first trip the boat as taken longer than a few miles and Anthony was nervous! That boat is definitely his baby. The plan for the weekend was to spend the night Friday, go scalloping with James at Steinhatchee Saturday morning while my mom watched Rett, spend the night and go home Sunday evening.
It was rainy and overcast Saturday morning, but we decided to brave it anyway. There weren't very many people out so at least the weather kept the traffic down at the boat ramp.
We started out fishing and waited to do scalloping later in the afternoon when it would hopefully be a bit sunnier. James caught a lot of bait fish and cat fish!
I caught our first keeper fish, a small trout. Anthony caught another trout around the same size as mine so we ended up with two fish before we headed out for scalloping.
We bought James a new snorkel for scalloping, but it was cold and a bit murky and scary in the water for him so he stayed on the boat and collected the scallops for us while we snorkeled around him. We had to cut the scalloping short when it started storming and raining pretty hard. The ride back in the boat was pretty wet and miserable!
In the evening after we got back, we went into Gainesville so the kids could get some energy out at a playground before we went to dinner. They had a really good time!
The next day we went to church at my mom's ward and right before it was over Anthony got a message from a woman who looking for new home for her tortoise, a 40 pound sulcata named Seabiscuit. She had posted about it on a tortoise group we are a member of months ago and Anthony responded to her but we never heard back. I guess she was going back and forth on whether or not she wanted to give him up but finally decided to do it. She lives in Ocala, which is right on our way home from my mom's house so we came by that evening. He was a lot bigger than we thought he was going to be!
The box we brought for him ended up being too small, so they gave us this big tub to put him in. I had him on my lap the entire drive home and he is heavy! I had to keep moving the towel around to try to get him to stop trying to get out and after 30 minutes or so he fell asleep.
It was dark when we got home, so he spent the night in the bathtub. The next day we let him roam around the yard and get used to everything. The chickens were very curious about him.
He saw me sitting down and he came up to me and kind of snorted at my feet. So I went and got him some cabbage to eat.
Hanging out under my car:
Trying to see if my toes are food:
He really likes to wander and explore, so we had to retrieve him a few times from far corners of the yard:
This is a picture his previous owners sent us of him as a baby:
A few days later I was leaving the house to go get James from school and I saw this stinker walking down our street! Somehow he pushed out of the fence we have as his temporary pen, walked all the way to the front gate, pushed it open and walked down the road. So I pulled over and put him in the trunk so I wouldn't be late getting James from school.
Our polish frizzle chicken, Chickoletta. She has a lot of sass to go with her crazy hair! When we put her in the outside coop with the other silkies, they started pecking at her and she wouldn't stand for any of it. She started fighting back right away. Good for her!
A few days before the hurricane, Anthony had a long list of things to do when he got home to prepare. He didn't end up doing any of it because one of the horses from across the street got out again! Another neighbor found her first and called the sheriff to report it (I guess so they could get a hold of the owners). We decided to go over and wait with him and ended up chatting for a little while about the neighborhood.
The sheriff never showed up. so we waited around for another hour or so until our next door neighbors got home and let us put the horse into her back pasture. She had the cell phone number of the owners so she messaged them and they sent someone over to come get her. When we finally got back to our house, the horse was right behind our fence!
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