
There is a lot to do on the farm, and it doesn't always involve tractors. There were flowers to pick, a giant lawn to mow (ok, so that involved a tractor), a sandbox that needed tending, and a tricycle to try out. Plus, there was a whole farm to explore! Evie helped her grandma with the yard work, mostly by waving freshly picked peonies around and hitching a ride on the lawn tractor. Mom made me a little nervous while she whipped around the lawn at a breakneck speed on the mower, but she made sure to slow down when Evie jumped on. As expected, Evie thought the lawn tractor was pretty cool.
Picking flowers with Grandma Bev
The lawn crew poses for a picture
Eventually, it was time to find her own means of transportation. Dad pulled out the old tricycle that I rode at Evie's age. Mom and I washed it up and Evie gave it a try. She needs a little more oomph in her pedaling, and ehs scoots on it more than anything. But Evie liked riding on her "cy-cycle."
Grandma coaches Evie to "push right! Now push left!"
The farm comes with its own sandbox as well, and Evie spent plenty of time getting her hands dirty. Grandpa Wayne joined in, too. Evie really just wanted to see the sand fly.
Concentration!
Evie and Grandpa Wayne build...Ok, so I don't really know what they are doing.There are a whole series of other pictures I wish I had taken, but I was having too much fun to stop and document. Evie and I spent a lot time outside just running between the trees, spinning around until we got dizzy, and falling on the ground. It was like I was transported back to when I was a child, running this same yard on a beautiful Minnesota day spent at my grandparents. Time really moves in circles.
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These pictures just made me cry. Thanks a lot. *sigh*
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