Mamas Day plus Don

I was lead to believe that Mother’s Day, over here, was on a different day because it gave the weather time to warm up so the Dads could give the mums/moms a day off from cooking while they barbecued.  Why then was the weather so unbelievably wet and drizzly and miserable?

It didn’t matter to us, except that this is my day in our house, having no other of our Mothers living anywhere near us, and so I can do what I like.  Normally this would include a day on the beach, walking, picnicing or looking for Trilliums in the Forest   No Trilliums out yet and the weather not nice enough for beach so.....

Smallest made us pancakes for breakfast and we had a lovely slow leisurely chomp.  Smallest should have been at a practice.  Honestly, a Saturday afternoon in a non salubrious chain restaurant to celebrate the beginning of the Summer season and to watch the Toronto FC game (no offence but TFC are no substitute for our beloved real football games), followed by Mother’s Day morning practicing!  NO!

After breakfast I had cards to open with drawings from Small and a poem from Smallest.....

KING GOAT AND THE BOAT THAT DID NOT FLOAT
The King of the Castle was the goat
He was wearing his best coat, beside the castle was a moat.
In the moat was a big boat.
Guarding the boat was a large stoat, but the boat did not float.
So the Stoat wrote a note to the King Goat.
It was a nice quote about the boat that did not float.
So they took a vote, to fix the boat that did not float
And then the King Goat told the moat to fix the boat that did not float.

LOVE IT!!!

I was also given a Lemon Tree, a book about Lemons that Smallest won on MrsM’s radio show, a
balloon, hair bands, Hyundai Tyre Valves, chocolate, magnets and a fabric painting made by
Smallest.

After presents, I had a video the kids and Huffle had made which consisted of a Montage of British TV shows including, Ninja Warrior UK, Bake Off Professionals, Grand Tour, Gardeners World,
Undateables, First Dates, Graham Norton, A New life in the Sun and In for a penny in for a Pound.  It was very funny and they all put in a lot of effort.  The last one featured DonNoQuotey from across the road.  I’m sure he thought the boys were completely mad but he went along with it.

We had gone out for a lovely lunch the day before and managed a small walk along the harbour...........

 

............but Huffle insisted we go out again, stopping off at the cinema to book a later performance of Avengers (still very booked up) at 3pm.  Then we went and had Fish and Chips, intending on walking by the lake but the weather wasn’t good.  Instead we got a few bits we needed and then went to watch Avengers.  Small had already seen it with his ‘other family’ (MissNecessary’s family) but he sat next to me so he could explain anything too complicated.  I enjoyed it, it was very good.

I feel thoroughly spoilt and had a lovely day.

Goat herding

This evening Huffle decided we would go to the local goat farm for some free goat poo for the vegetable garden.  Sounds easy enough?  Well it wasn’t.  It was a proper adventure.

First of all, we got the directions wrong and ended up miles in the wrong direction.  We took two cars so we could fill up as many bags and tubs as we could.

We finally got to a run down old farm with a falling down barn and an old lady and her dog.  The barn was full of goats all in pens made of pallets and scrappy bits of wood.  She showed us into a pen with two goats and a floor two foot high of trampled down goat poo.  Huffle and Small started shovelling, but not before the two goats were ushered out to play with Smallest.  Smallest just laughed a lot and once or twice I had my coat sleeve chewed because I wasn’t paying “Fancy Pants” enough attention.

The woman told us about the fact she rented the farm, the electric had gone off in the barn and the woodwork was all done by herself and she wasn’t a carpenter (well that was a surprise as it resembled a goat shanty town with nails sticking out everywhere.  The goat next to the one the poo was in was called McNugget.  He was naughty, but not naughty enough to do what he was brought in to do #winkwink.  She said she hated him and we were to ignore him.  While we were ‘ignoring’ him, he jumped over the wall of his pen and broke through the fabulous carpentry and tried to annoy the dog who just had pups.

So there were two goats outside playing with Smallest and I, one rampaging goat bothering the pups and some more shut in their pens.    When we had enough and wanted to leave, Huffle felt sorry for the old lady and tried to help her get the goat back on his broken pen.  Small stood at the door protecting me and himself with a stick, Huffle had a broom so he looked scary and the lady was throwing things at it.  Once it was beyond crazy and scared and done several laps of the barn, Small finally trapped it near its pen and we got it inside.  During this scuffle, Smallest hid in the car.   Huffle put up a piece of wood to secure McNugget while Small got Fancy Pants, Blind Long Horn and Riley back in their respective pens and secured them.

At this point we tried to leave but the lady wanted to talk to us.  She was desperate for an electrician handy man, none of which we knew.  She had had several break ins so didn’t want to advertise that she lived alone.

What an adventure.  That’ll teach Huffle to try and save a few pennies!!