Wedding News.

Here is Baby Sister beginning to look for a dress. She had five of us there with her "helping." She didn't kill anyone or cry. Very brave girl.

Here is Baby Monkey yesterday. It was the first day of swimming for the cousins. Somehow he was stung by a wasp on the lip. He is fine, but it hurt a lot.

An hour or so later, he was jumping with an uncle and a baby cousin.

The Only Thing That Can Keep Me Out of the Garden.

This is sister #2's baby monkey Eman. Eman is amazing he was borne weeks early and weighed over eight pounds. He is 19 months old and plays the wii. I watched him and his brothers K-dur and Leeman today. We had fun.

See, isn't he talented?

Get a load of that backhand.

Earlier I watched Meme's monkeys at her house. Jakjac likes to read. We had to do a lot of sister support around here. It is great to have such a large family and actually be friends with them.

I will get back to garden blogging tomorrow. Yesterday and today were all about family.

Thanks to everyone who visited from Blotanical. I know my kid pictures have to bore you.

Here is something different. Sister #2 sent out a meme that you send to friends and they answer questions about you. Here is what I discovered that my friends and family think of me.

1. They are split on whether or not I rebel or follow rules. "Rules, what rules, nobody told me about any rules."

2. They do not know how old I am. I can still do the splits at "44"

3. My manly man does not know what color my eyes are. Apparently, he has been looking elsewhere for the last twelve years.

4. They would leave me on a desert island with: A bag of compost, one book, gardening tools, and a few beers. Obviously, I would need a euphoria inducing plant that I could grow plenty of - Hello, or maybe just grapes or hops and barley. For all of you who went THERE, no I do not grow weed. We have been over this. I am not breakin the law, at least any gardening law. But apparently I have caught the attention of CCACC. Y'all may have to hide me in your attic.

Two of the monkey's uncles actually left me on a dirt island in the middle of rock quarry one time. I got a sun burn. Thanks alot Wilburt and Guyburt.

It Started Out All Sunshine and Kitty Cats

The day started out with my girls being sweet. It was a beautiful morning. I was going to work as an actual gardener again. Birds were singing.

Then we transplanted huge Lantana. Here is my wonderful new helper. She is not afraid of Lantana or falling or her backside. I got a sunburn.

Then I snuck over to the Monkey's Uncle's house to get rid of the evidence/lantana prunings. I got stuck and therefore got caught.

Here are two monkeys and the Monkeys' Uncle chaining his big truck to my little truck. Monkeys and Monkeys' Uncle are very very useful for this crazy woman. Read the previous post to find out what happened next.

Monkey's Uncle

Brother #2, my monkeys' uncle, took his girl monkeys and two of my boy monkeys to kick the soccer ball at the high school football field this afternoon. Here is the conversation we had when he brought them home.

Monkeys' Uncle, "I lost your baby monkey."

Me, "Well, go find him."

Monkeys' Uncle, "Oh, I FOUND HIM. Guess where?"

Me," Clueless."

Monkeys' Uncle, " He crawled under the pole jump crash mat. All I could see was one tiny little foot hanging out."

Me, "How long was he missing?"

Him, "about thirty seconds."

Me, "Don't lose my kid."


In Other Monkey News:

1.) Teenage Monkey says " One time, at school, I stapled my hair."

2.) Middle Monkey says, " It takes 30 days to break a habit. "

I say, "What HABIT do you need to break?"

He says, "Chewing my toenails."

3.) Later this very same day I scream, "Do not jump on the trampoline with scissors." I did, I really really did.

4.) Finally, It looks like Lucy is not a girl and I was unable to explain to my monkeys that one rabbit was not trying to eat the other rabbit or take a ride on her back. I'm going to need some help with the "where babies come from" thing.

5.) I thought it was over, but apparently no. I kid you not. It is 10 pm and I hear giggling. I go in and check it out. #3 stapled his blanket to the ceiling.

Help me.