We had a great week that led into the perfect weekend.
Last Monday, as I drove the girls to school, I kept reminding them that we had a fun weekend ahead and that we had to keep it together so we could really enjoy it all.
The forecast was also stupid-amazing for the entire week.
The girls and I got through the week with flying colors - and in our world, that means that no one freaked out before or after school that required any serious discipline. Serious discipline in our world = going to their rooms separately so everyone can calm the fuck down. And no meltdowns after school/before bedtime.
My girls rocked it out. We had breezy mornings. Each kid getting to school bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and on time.
It was lovely.
The girls were excited and well-behaved because they knew we were going 4-wheeling Saturday.
Steve has a friend. His friend knows this guy. This guy owns a shit-ton of land and owns all sorts of gravel pits, dump trucks, dozers, backhoes, whatever, he's got it.
Steve's other friend...is the ranch hand? LOL. The property manager? Steve's Kula's bitch? We're not sure.
But, we spent Saturday here:
100 acres somewhere in Prattsburg, NY
And here's why I came:
This man has donkeys, you guys!!! REAL LIVE FUCKING DONKEYS. If that wasn't the most amazing thing ever....they are MINI-DONKEYS. They are by far the cutest fucking things I've ever seen in my entire life.
Gingerbread, the darker one, is the mom. She's 37 years old and is the sweetest thing. She runs right over and is ready to make friends. I wanted to KICK myself for forgetting the carrots and turnips I had planned on bringing. Ugh.
Her son, George, is the lighter, fatter donkey. He's 15. I'm DYING YOU GUYS.
I easily could spend all day with them. Nuzzling them. ARE YOU KIDDING.
They are SO SOFT.
And SO NICE.
I literally cannot even.
This is why Steve comes (he's brought the girls a few times before; this is my first time).
That's Jeff, the "ranch-hand/bitch" lol. Super nice guy.
the toys and one of several outbuildings
Let's go!
The perfect day for a ride
Girls who ride
of course.
And then there's more:
One of several stocked ponds
The girls down by the pond. It was a breezy 82 degrees.
Tom, the turkey, the girl turkey (I don't know her name) and babies!!
The girls! So cool to watch them all ride. There were more girls than boys! There was only one boy lol. Here they are looking for tadpoles and frogs.
On our way down to Kula's house (it's only about 30 minutes from my house), we had to go through Naples' Grape Fest. There were tons of vendors. Grape everything. Pies, tarts, wine, arts and crafts. Super cute. We made a note that we'd stop on the way home.
We were at Kula's from about 10am - 4pm, so a pretty long day. But, we all seemed to have enough in us to stop.
The girls got some shaved ice.
Mango/watermelon
We got them these cute wooden name plaques for their bedroom doors
We went home, did bath (we were MUDDY!) and settled in for the night. The girls went to bed easily!
Sunday was another busy day. I realized really late that Mila's first soccer game was before her BFF's birthday party. I swear it was the other way around.
Anyway, that just meant that we had to hustle in the morning. We started the morning by going to Walmart to buy gifts for the birthday girls (they're twins).
We had enough time to stop by the tent sale our little hamlet was holding (the same people who own the ice cream shop near us) and we picked up a few odds and ends. I got an entire bag full of Christmas decorations (don't judge me) and the girls got some Barbies and accessories. We spent $6.75. I call that justified.
Anyway, we had just enough time to stop home, eat lunch and go to Mila's first soccer game!
Let me just let you all know. I'm that mom. Holy SHIT, I'm that mom.
Like, I'm pacing. I'm yelling. I'm trying not to yell like crazy-lady yell but when it's there's a good hustle, man, I'm yelling.
I'm just BURSTING with pride for my girl. She's just doing so well! It was really hot today (85) and she didn't complain once.
Team Yellowjackets! I'm going to get her a yellow headband.
Mila got a great save
"good game"
Here's the thing. It was a really good game.
The other team had us 3-0 at the half.
We have two stand out kids. B and S.
B is really, really good. Great footwork and control.
Anyway, we were down 3 and within 5 minutes came back with 3 goals and tied! B freaking got the ball, got it away from a pile of kids and kicked that shit high into the corner. That was after he scored the previous goal. lol.
I didn't think I'd be this into it. I didn't think Mila would be this into it.
I'm SO pumped that we're this into it.
Our super-fun weekend doesn't end there!
Right after we lost the game (but man, it was a great effort), we had to head over to the ice-rink for a birthday party!
Again, I'm super proud of this girl! She was sweating her butt off after playing a great game and seriously trying hard, and she put on winter gear and got out on the ice! She didn't hesitate one second and just went out. Her BFF is the little girl behind her. She takes lessons and has for the last year so she's really good.
Mila did great! After a few minutes of getting the hang of it, she was able to push off and glide a bit. She'd take a break, come in, chat with me for a minute and then go back out. Steve went out with her for a bit but got "talked to" about not wearing skates, saying that if he fell, they'd get in trouble. What the fuck? The probability of him falling with skates is 100%.
But, again, she did great!
The rest of our Sunday was pretty lazy and then we enjoyed what was probably the last summer night and ate our dinner outside.
I'll be posting an Air Fryer review soon.
It was perfect outside.
It was the perfect end to a perfect weekend. This one is definitely one for the books.
We're likely not going to have many more days like this ahead of us.
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