Friday, December 19, 2008

Workin' my fingers to the bone

Well, if you people out there in Cyber world don't know this already... I'm from Texas. One of the weird things about living in Texas is one day it's hot, the next day it's cold, and the next it's hot again. We spent all week bundled up in sweaters and jackets, but today was nice fall weather. Mommy told me I had some work to do. Can you believe it? WORK?! I had to paint our fence. Take a look...

6 comments:

E said...

There's a Tom Sawyer story just'a waitin' to unfold!

Good job, Thatcher! Next time, find Huck to help ya!

grandpa said...

Wow! That's good. I didn't know you knew how to spell "Boogie". Did you have help? Maybe you can help me in my workshop! Grandpa likes to build be he doesn't like to paint. Can't wait to see you, mommy and daddy. I think I saw a present for you under the Christmas tree. Love you a bunch!

Gram said...

You are such a great painter! What a wonderful idea to keep a young man busy. You can also practice your different art techniques and maybe not get yelled at!

Dani said...

My goodness, if they have you painting the fence now, I imagine they'll have you mowing the lawn next summer.

The Allens said...

Thatcher I guess your Mommy wasn't paying attention when we talked about child labor laws when we taught our students about the industrial revolution. Make sure she pays you well in good stuff like cookies or toys.

kyrgyzshan said...

This was my favorite activity at my grandparents house too!! But I painted they're garage with water. I had so much fun! Good job spelling your name right! : )