My Farmers

Last weekend we visited my grandparents on their farm. Being a farmer is so fun. Ryan has been a farmer for a while now. At least he thinks he is. And when we are visiting the farm, thanks to Uncle Bert, he is a farmer! Every time I blinked, my children were doing some fun new activity: tractor rides, feeding ducks, playing with puppies, lawn mower rides, catching frogs, picking corn...

My poor, puppy deprived girls couldn't get enough of these delicious things (notice Maren in the back loving that poor thing to death).

The corn was as high as an elephants eye.

This is my city boy husband getting ready to take the kids on a tractor ride (he drove!). Uncle Bert is a very trusting man. I'm happy to report that the field was already dead and so he didn't hurt anything.

And here is Grant chasing the tractor as it drove off without him.

This was at the beginning of our Dune Buggy ride. It ended with my dad and me pushing it back to the farm after we ran out of gas.

Here are my sweet grandparents, with endless patience for my small children invading their quiet home.

And, you know, here are the alligators (they technically aren't farm animals, but apparently they are Fish Hatchery animals).

We do love being farmers!