Moving sheep

Bells all day. So we set off (eventually after an extended breakfast) for a vide-grenier which isn't on until tomorrow. So we caused mayhem in the local shop, bought a tonne of chocolate and the most horrendous 'Mammoth Ball' for Matthew, and headed straight home again.
Picnic lunch in the rain under the sun shade 'why?' said Lily. 'Because it's holidays.'
Then we set off to move the sheep. All of us. Causing mayhem. Ross sort of had us under control, but was so focused on the sheep that he dropped a fence post on Noah's head; a justified sob, but not much, and he cheered up after a lick on the Mammoth Ball and a shot driving the Landrover. He's tough. First 4 year old across the rope-swing too.
Rohan set up a stall selling blackcurrant jam and yoghurt and books. With home made money and pictures too. We have lots to learn about girl play. Impressive.
Loads of love and thanks to all the family for such a lovely time.