Irene and I tried to pick our way as carefully as we could through the mud, while the boys went straight for it, with predictable consequences.
Larry and his mom
Larry had to use this tractor to pull his pressure washer through the mud. In fact, he used this same tractor the day of the auction to pull his auction pickup down the line of equipment. We've never done that before!
And this was the disastrous ending to our little excursion. Face down in the mud! We had to strip Jonathan to his bare skin and wrap him in Daddy's coat for the ride home.
3 comments:
Mom, this blog just warms my heart. I miss you guys so much! Victor looks very handsome, and Dad doesn't look half bad either... although a bit dirty. :) I love the both the pictures of him drinking coffee. Very good photography.
I talked to Larry on the phone and he told me that he and mother nature were in a huge battle...she's determined she'll win and he's determined HE'LL win! These photos exemplify that...but it looks like JJ lost in the end of the mother nature battle. It's good it started out fun!
Seeing Victor reminds me...Lex used a picture of himself and Victor for one of the cover pages in his career portfolio. It doesn't make him famous or anything, but it did make Aunt Bon smile!
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