So, a little while back, we had a quick storm breeze through. I have been meaning to post these pictures for a while, for they show what can happen when you just sit back and let kids “play”. The storm left some great branches out for the boys. Arthur and George had a blast hitting the branches against trees while chanting their new phrase, “whaka, whaka, tacky”. Have no idea where that phrase came from. Then, while I sat across the yard, Arthur got building. My gosh he got building. It was extremely hard not to jump up and “ask” what he was doing and to then to make suggestions. I am so happy I stayed away. Check out the catapult.