Write a four line poem about: dancing the night away.
We went up to Oliver this evening to watch Natalie's dance recital. It was quite the show, with all the dance students performing routines they've been practicing this year. We only stayed for the first half, as the whole thing was scheduled for three hours and Miles needed to get to bed.
Max didn't want to leave, so he stayed for the whole show and got a ride home with Kat's parents. He got home after ten (his bedtime is usually around eight, by the way). Once I finally got him to bed it did not take long for him to fall asleep.
The strawberry U-Pick this morning went okay. The weather was cool but didn't rain, and those customers who came seemed to enjoy themselves and appreciate the berries they picked. Unfortunately there were lots of berries that went unpicked, as I think we overdid it with warning people that the plants were just starting to produce and that it would be better to come in a week or two if they wanted to pick lots. Plus the plants are already producing more berries than we were expecting.
Ah well, lessons learned. And there will be no more low production warnings until the plants start to slow down. Hopefully Tuesday afternoon hosts a better turnout.
My feet are aching,
My legs have turned to lead...
But I'm not stopping -
You can't make me go to bed.