We got a new combine this year. That combined with a smaller year means record fast harvest for us. Which is nice, but a little sad for my little farmer. Branson only got to go out one day this year and he soaked up every minute that he could. I dropped him off in the morning with Josh and expected a call to come get him sometime that afternoon. It never happened. Branson came in with Daddy that night.
Family trip to the grain bins.
3 comments:
Even though I can practically count on one hand the blocks from my house to yours, I still love reading your blog! Adorable kiddos!
I love the blogs too! The pic with B sitting on the Barnes Truck is priceless. I can just feel his little farmer's heart in these photos. Such a little guy; love it and you all too!
Grandma T.
Great memories of harvest! You can't slow that kid down! I love it!
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