More Dirt

Leave it to Popper to one-up us on the dirt pile...

Then Keith got in on the action with some smaller-scale equipment and built roads with Colter.

Who knew good, clean fun could get a kid so dirty?

Up to the Farm

We were recently up at my parents' to take in a tractor pull, and nothing brings out the boy in Colter quite like being on the farm. And it won't be long until Elliott is tagging along behind him, getting dirty and asking loads of questions about how everything works.

Starting the morning off with Popper while he has some coffee...

Burgers at the tractor pull...

Riding along in the sled...

Elliott was a good spectator, chomping on his teething biscuit.

 Yep, they are a handful! (And an armful, and a lapful...)

Kittens! And no, we didn't bring one home. But it was tempting.

Maybe Colter is not such a fan.

Things with wheels top things with fur for one little man...

 ...but the other is pretty thrilled by cuddly and cute.

There are four kittens hiding in the woodpile.

Carmela got a couple shots of the little working men.

Doesn't he look like he's ready to hop up there and get to work?

Let's dig!

And that's a man pose if I ever saw one...

It was a busy weekend, and both boys were asleep by the end of my parents' road. That country air must wear them out!

Scoop the Poop

It was time for the spring "shitment" for the garden, and Colter got to help out.

I see some digging in his future.

And you thought this was going to be about diapers...

The Littlest Cattleman

As good as Bert was about our outing to the maple sugaring demonstration, it wasn't the thing he loved best about that weekend. So what has he been talking about for the past week?

Cows.
Popper.
Hay.
Barn.

In any order. Randomly and frequently. And all he wants to do is, in his words, "play farm." Every morning he drags out his cardboard farm we drew several weeks ago (and keep adding to) along with all his little farm animals and his tractor.

All that because if you take a little calf like this,



and your Popper brings it this close,

it makes quite an impression. (Though I do think Bert was a little wary off those crazy eyes.)

And then to have some big cows eat hay right from your little hand, well, that is just the icing on the cake.

Popper is just luring him in early. Keith will tell you a morning in the barn isn't as fun when you are one of the big boys and it involves making bulls into steers.