We normally go every year to cut down our own tree, but since the selection is crummy and kids end up melting down, we decided to take it to the farm instead. Good choice.
Caden and Nolan enjoyed the barrel o toys. Weapons are always a big draw and a reason to grab.
I think Caden likes what he sees. Ok...a little inappropriate, but I couldn't help myself.
On the way out to the farm, we saw this lady walking with her child and invited her to enjoy the day of fellowship with us.....
Apparently she felt comfortable enough to nurse her 2-year old in plain view. We applaud her for her utilization of the freedom to nurse as long as she wants and wherever she wants.
Sweet Mallory....don't you want to squeeze those cheeks!
Caden fell...a lot...and almost always close to poop.
I'm celebrating looking really good. You know I do.
eat up!
stare-down between Caden and Lefty. Lefty won.
All of the "big kids"
You would make a face like that too if you peeked over the fence and saw a horse driving a tractor backwards while singing Jingle Bells. It really happened. Caden was there.
Never too early to start hauling hay.
pinch!
My sweet tiny love. Tate is such a happy, easy baby. He LOVES being outside and is pretty content if he has a full belly and enough sleep. I told him to look innocent here. Pretty good interpretation, I think.
Giggling with grandmother
Grandaddy taking his two little men on a tractor ride.
One reason Tate loves the outdoors is the proximity to free food. Leaves, grass, sticks....you could eat for days and never crawl more than a foot or two.
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I've thought and thought and just can't even think of a clever response. You got me. Maybe if I belt that dress this year I won't look quite so homeless. But ugly was pretty much my goal, so that might be counter-productive. We were all looking pretty dang good that day. Why didn't we give out prizes?
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