Patch me up before you go, go.

Boys! The reason patches were invented. (Okay, so I actually have busted the knee out of a pair of pants within the past year, but that was an accident.)

Anyway. I like patching pants. It gets a little artsy. Sometimes.

Here is a sampling of some of my patch jobs:

 

 

 

 

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You’ve got Mail(box)!

We live in the country. Spencer had just commented that it had been a long time since somebody had hit our mailbox(like two years). He didn’t knock on wood. Less than a week later, our mailbox was obliterated. They did a good job! Took out the box, post and all. Mail strewn in the ditch.

It was on purpose. Obvious from the tracks. Who are we to deny teenagers their fun?! Continue reading