We got to hang out and enjoy the sun all weekend. We got to see our friends, the goats next door. We hanged out with Uncle Tom and dad outside. They were clearing the bushes and timber by our fence. One small tree fell on my mom head, she thought I was jumping on her. She was afraid that the trees were going to fall on us so she got us out of there. By one of the tree we liked, one that we ate the bark out of, Uncle Ron put some manure on it so we would not get close to it. We do not like manure, it smells. Now that tree with the manure is home to our new friends, "The ants".
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