Teepee Hee Hee

Mason and Stephen went to my parents farm for a few days, because my mom has been wanting to build a teepee with them. Stephen's been pretty excited about it but we've had to wait for one or two days without rain to be able to get to the soggy farmland where the small trees are, to be able to cut the poles.

During the planning stages for the teepee, mom had this conversation with the boys:

GRANDMA: Okay, so all we need to do is go over to the Shepherd place and then Grandpa can use the chain saw to cut the little trees that we'll use for poles, and then we'll bring them back here and we can put the teepee together.
MASON: What is the Shepherd Place? Is it a store?
GRANDMA: (laughing) No, the Shepherd Place isn't a store. The old indians didn't go to the store when they needed to cut poles for their teepees, did they?
MASON: Well, did they use chain saws to cut the poles?

She could almost see him getting smarter than her right before her eyes.

They also used tarps instead of buffalo hides, so the most authentic thing about the whole process was the part where my boys got really muddy and then washed some of the mud off in the creek which probably just made them muddy and wet.