Hot air balloons.
No seriously...I am THRILLED to report that things over here are fairly uneventful! Except of course, for the slaying of the beef. Doug put down one of the beef cattle Friday, and basically butchered 1300 or something pounds of cow. By hand. All boneless meat. He's amazing. Crazy, but amazing. It's like there's nothing he can't do. And Jacob was right there by his side.
I'm like, "Don't you want to stay inside with Mommy for a while?"
Jacob: "Mom, I've got work to do."
Me: "Really? Like what?"
Jacob: "I have to help Daddy make meat pasta." (Apparently Doug had told Jacob that he was making meat spaghetti when he put it in the grinder to make hamburger.)
Later when he came in for a snack, this was our conversation:
Jacob says, "Mom, I asked Dad why he has to work all the time. Do you know why dad has to work all the time?"
Jacob: "Because he has hasp-ibili-ties."
Me: "He has responsibilities?"
Jacob: "Yup. So I told him he should just be more like me and play all the time."
Hmm....I think there's a life lesson in there somewhere....