That shoe on the wall shouldn't be there at all.

It all started Sunday morning at 7:30ish am. We got a pleasant wake up call from a very happy little guy, with another one in the background. Though he wouldn't say anything to us, we knew he was happy just to have his Mom's cell phone. The morning continued to be normal, Dad got up and started on his sunday school lesson (how he can do it in just one sitting I will never know and the morning of) I, Mom got up and took my shower, got Ally up to take hers while I did my hair. It continued normal, we ate breakfast, I even had time to read the paper and start the puzzles. Dad had gone up stairs, suddenly he called me up, telling me, he knew it was a bother, but he needed me. I came up the stairs, when I got to the room he had me close my eyes. He guided me to his desk and then told me to open my eyes and look out a certain window. I opened my eyes and there on a high tree branch was a red walnut?- no, not a red walnut, but a red TOMATO!!!!! After a good laugh and my running downstairs to get the camera, we took a picture, now I'm sure everyone would like to see the tomato on the tree branch, but alas, I have yet to figure out how to post a picture on this wonderful blog. I decided that it was probably better that I just write this time, rather than try once again to post a picture and get frustrated and do nothing at all, since it has been a rather long time since the last time Dad blogged. Now back to the tomato, earlier we had watched a chipmonk grab the last few remaining tomatoes that were on the ground and scamper up in Big Bertha. Not realizing that it had just set one of the tomatoes on a branch. Dad did say later that it came back and took a couple of bites and then left it. Even this morning it is still there. I wonder if the chipmonk is looking for salt to go with it!!!!