The boys got to go on combine rides with Harold who is 89 and still cares for a couple thousand acres. (For all you city folk - which includes me - a combine is a really, really big tractor. That's what they tell me anyway.) Harold is missing a couple of fingers. Ethan noticed and Harold said that's what happens when you put your fingers in your mouth. There's a lot less of that around our house now.
Dinner at Machine Shed with the whole family. Pictured is Eric, Ethan, Drew, Aunt Brandy, and cousins Carter and James.
Grandma Mimi took the boys to the Toy Store for their annual birthday shopping trip. This is one trip to Toys R Us that I don't mind.
Four-Wheelin all over God's Green Earth - literally.
Grandma Mimi gave the boys golf cart licenses - does this mean we can skip Drivers Ed. later?
The game of Tag is a lot more fun with motorized equipment.
