Yesterday we went out to the farm to help Carl
paint his deer stand and get everything ready for him to go
hunting.
We always take food and drinks when we go, because
we never know how long we'll be there!
Carl put Trey's tent up in the backyard so the kids could
play in it. Little did we know, that in the middle of our
bonfire, a huge wind storm would come blowing
through! We were determined to eat our hot dogs and finish
our smores before we went in, though!
This picture was taken before we lighted the fire,
and before the wind came up....he was in deep thought
about something!
He was aggravating the girls in this picture. They (the girls) still think they are
little enough to play in the sandbox, and he thinks he is the king
of the sandbox, so sometimes we don't all get along in the sandbox! He was
using the bucket on his digger to knock into them.
We didn't make it through the day without a little accident.
He fell off the Gator while he was visiting Grammy and Papa... and
no it wasn't going, he was just climbing around on it. He moaned and whined
around for a while, and I'm sure it hurt, but he does tend to be a little dramatic.
He told me and Carlie that he felt like he had been attcked by a shark!
Really, T?!
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