What does a farmer do when he wants to make loads of dough. Opens a place like Cox Farms where people like us flock to get a little dose of fall in the country. Takes me back to the days of going to Tobey Fitzenreiter's house for a hayride around his yard and a bon fire. Minus the junior high awkward antics.
Well, this is how the day ended. One crying. The other not sure if he should cry in support.
But it began far better...Sam driving the tractor. My dad was pretty excited to get this for my grandpa Fry. Now, if he could learn to mow our yard with this.
Bridget and her friend, Sophia. And, PS, you ask yourself - what is with the cat faces? Well, that is my artistic doing thanks to days of painting my face Wildcat style back home for high school football and basketball games. My skills haven't advanced much over the past 20+ (gulp) years. The night before B turned herself into a cat named Alexa and demanded some whiskers.
Everybody down the slide....check out Gigi's new hair cut. The wind ain't got nothing on that style!
Biggest smile on daddy's face. I think he is four in this pic.
Little Wildcat. Check out that 80s hair blowing in the breeze.
B at the end of the ride. This one is too cute and is the centerpiece of the one homework assignment she has had all year. Yeah for mommy!
On the spooky hayride.
This one is either getting framed or I am going to use it to kick start my face painting business.
