Farm Boys

My guys are "all boy" and they are definitely farm boys. The other night Grandpa gave Lk a ride in the big tractor and he was on cloud 9. Then later my dad came to tell me that Lk was still in the tractor. "What?? Why?" I said. "He won't get out." So I marched to the shed and lo, there was Lk sitting in the driver's seat moving levers, clicking the lights and steering his little heart out! I had to forcibly extricate him out of there while he wailed in fake agony. These little guys are obsessed already with trucks and farm equipment.


Lm longs to go into what used to be our pig shed growing up. It's now just used to store hay once in awhile but my dad keeps the outbuildings very spiffy.

Unsuccessful there, he attempts to break in another way...

Lk loves to run and he's very fast. We play this game called "tickles" and he wants me to chase him around until I catch him and throw him in the air and tickle him. He really wears me out and wants to play this game all the time. He's only young once so I usually indulge him.

Lk rides his trike all over the farm (and in the house I will admit). But he hasn't grasped yet that if he rides into a bunch of mud, he will get stuck. Then it's, "Oh no! Mommy, oh no, it's stuck!" Guess who gets to carry the trikes back to the house :)

Lm is giving a very crucial speech here. One day he looked like this and he came up to me wagging his finger and said "No, no, no!" Gee, do I sound like that??

With "Gam-pah."

Better than any Olan Mills backdrop...

See ya!