My Mom and Dad took the Sprouts to Fawn-Doe-Rosa this past weekend. It was great, because I got stuck at work for an extra 2 hours, and Mr. Barefoot had band rehearsal. Instead of Big Sprout being stuck babysitting her little sister (which ALWAYS ends in fights and screaming), both girls got to spend a fun day with their beloved Grandparents, petting animals and running off their Sprout-energy.
After the deer park, the Sprouts went home with my folks and helped with the garden. Well, kinda helped. It seems Big Sprout spent most of her time practicing back-flips, and Little Sprout's idea of helping is finding worms and playing with them.