Have you ever wondered what people who live in the country do on a Sunday evening? When there are no grandparents home to visit. And the nearest town with a playground is 17 miles away. And you need to wear your kids out so that they will go to bed good because you and your husband have a date with Russel Crow. I mean Robin Hood. Well, I'll tell you what they do. The term "playground" can have several different meanings. In this particular instance it means feed bags. These large white bags are filled with corn silage and they are just a hop, skip and a jump down the road from our house.
See, they are slides.
You can climb on them.
Have Dad catch you on them.
Sometimes Dad has to help you climb back up them too.
Guess who learned to tie his shoes???? MILE-STONE! Hallelujah!
Travin had great fun playing on the bags until he discovered that they sat on the corner of a field of freshly dug potatoes. Freshly dug potatoes = soft, powdery dirt.
And lots of it!
I could just feel their little bodies getting worn out.
We would like to give a big shout out to MacRae's Custom Farming for providing the playgound for this evening.
They have been a little busy.
It's getting dark and Russel Crow awaits. Good night kids!
But before bathes could be taken, snacks could be had, and sleepy kids could be bedded; we came home and had to chase these cows back into their pasture. And that is what country people do on a Sunday night during harvest season. Russel Crow and all.
Hahaha, so cute! I bought some cute dress up outfits for your girls to wear today...it's time for a photo shoot again!
ReplyDeleteYou are so witty! You crack me up! In response to your post Spencer said, "17 miles?!! I am so glad that we half a block from the playground." sigh... Not I, I miss the days of playing in on the farm. ...don't get me wrong, I love that we have several parks within walking distance, but oh! I do miss multi-purposing the farm equipment. You know, playing on the swather or in/on an old truck. This brought back fond memories!
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