My ''half'' thumb

A very sad thing happened . I cut my thumb with a can of referred beans. AND IT SLICED HALF MY THUMB OFF! I screamed 'I HATE BLOOD!! They held on to my thumb tight , it was still stinging. when they took it off I screamed again ! for it was terrible ! about at 8:00 they said I should go to the hospital ops, I turned that white so just put that,

oh never mind it's hospital so anyway I said ''what!'' mom said'' at the very least you'll get stitches'' ''I'm

still not coming '' ''You'll get ice cream'' ''I'm coming!,I'm coming! '' s o we went and the doc said You'll get stitches. for the second time I said W H A T ! so I got 6 shots and 4 stitches. I will never forget this moment off pain.

Okie-Dokey Daddy Day

Okie-Dokey Artichokey!

Today was kindergarten Okie-Dokey Daddy Day.

Nina has been counting down the days to this for weeks. She got all dolled up in her best

cowgirl duds and got to bring her favorite cowpoke (that would be Dave) to school with her. They looked mighty spiffy. I must add that I am proud of Ninas western fringed vest that I made for her. I just cut the sleeves off of a too-small and rarely-worn jeans jacket, added some fringe and viola, or I should say, yee haw, a cow girl vest to get excited about! They also were the only cowkid/cowdad pair to have matching large handmade aluminum foil belt buckles. That Dave wore his with a smile is a tribute to how much he loves his daughter!

At the event Dave was serenaded by wonderful cowboy songs, they hokey pokied together, had a barrel race, ate some cowboy grub (biscuits and gravy) played cowboy games and generally had a rootin-tootin good time. For the barrel race the Dads were the horses and the kids were the riders. The kids had picked names for their horses (Dads) and made name tags. Dave was lucky, he got a cool name, Flash! He said he felt very sorry for the less fortunate Dads who had to wear name tags with Cupcake or Cookie written on them. When the Dads were all worn out a real horse even came to take their place.

Rachel asked what kind of games cowboys might play and I said that they might have lassoing or shooting competitions. However, Rachel thought I said tooting competitions, and for the next ten minutes there was a whole lot of giggling going on as we imagined those rude cowboys with their tooting competitions. I guess that is why Dads were invited today and the Moms had to stay at home.

A Calendar Photo

This year in the Fife family calendar we had May and November and I got to do May. What I came up with has nothing to do with May but oh well. Nor could I think of a decent caption- I wanted something like 'It Came From Dimension X!'

Dad and Grant's Walk-a-thon Outing

Every month I try to take the kids out and do something special with each one, one on one. Last month, Grant and I's outing was to explore the area around Lake Hefner, a huge, local man-made lake to the northwest of Oklahoma City. There's all kinds of boating on the lake, a scale lighthouse, etc. And a walking, running, biking path around the whole lake. We just went on part of it- Missy dropped us off and we started down the trail intending to meet up with her and the kids at a playground a little ways a way.

We walked forever and saw some neat things. We fed the ducks, went on a kind of fishing dock floating in the middle of an inlet, and had lots of fun being together. I think we walked about three kilometers. As we neared the end, Grant broke into a run so I of course had to too.



I had lots of fun and can't wait for this month's outing- we're going to learn about electricity. I'll let Grant tell how it goes.

Guess what Grant brought for Show and Tell. . .

We figured if his classmates could bring their puppies and other various pets when it was their turn for show and tell, Grant could surely bring his little sister.