John Visits the New House!

John visited! He was the first friend to visit the new house!

We played some Battletech, but Shane pooped out this time. He wanted to eject and abandon John when it appeared I was winning. We wouldn't let him eject, but he relinquished control and went to play with his toys while we carried on.

And win I did. The dice turned even further my way with Shane's departure.

We had a little bit of technological fun after the game. John had showed us his drone outside, but inside there were cats!

Shane came back into the room when he heard us chortling. Max was curious about the drone, but didn't jump for it. She followed it around unsure of what to make of it.

Bucket, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with the mechanized demon.

She darted behind the washing machine. Max watched her go and went back to patiently pursuing the drone.

It wasn't the longest visit, but it made the day. I've said this a million times, but I wish everyone lived closer.

Droning On

Every piece of paper has two sides. 

Sometimes the back tells what someone is really thinking about.

Shane's cuckoo for drones.

Carrie, too, after I said, "I bet you can't" (I like to start trouble).

Shane makes an excellent retriever.

The battery life is short, but we like to share our drone with whoever we bump into!

Shane's turn is normally brief and very, very closely monitored. The drone already ended up in the trees twice when the adults were driving.

After Carrie bought the betta, I bought the drone. They were the same price and I said, "Drones are cooler."

I was right. 

Meanwhile, Moose disagrees. If the betta leaves its wet and plastic shell, it's toast.