Once or twice a day..we head out to the cow field. The cows see us coming and start mooing. We bring stale bread, veggie peelings, corn husk, and any other cow-type snacks that we round up (or other people drop off for us). Savannah loads up her bike basket - this day it was a head if wilted lettuce.
After feeding the cows, they got to take tractor rides with grandpa. As soo. As the the barn door opened...miss savannah runs in the breath in the glorious smell of oil and grease. She just loves the smell of garages!!!
Gage was up first..so they took a few spins aroujd the barn.
on the way back, gage asked what the green tractor's name is --- because most of grandpas pieces of equipment have names. Turns out...this guy has no name. So gage decided this tractor should be called "Robby".
Savannah was up next...and she drove all by herself.
There is no shortage of "toys" around here!!
