Today was not only Father's Day, but also our 7th anniversary AND Grandpa Ernie's birthday. We killed a couple of birds with one stone and made the trip to Claremont to celebrate with all the 3 generations of dads and Ernie's birthday. Chris and I celebrated our anniversary a night earlier by going out for a lovely dinner and just hanging out sans kiddies!
Chris got breakfast in bed. Nothing fancy, but a meal alone in our bedroom without children hovering around saying "can I have a bite?"
A trip to the farm usually means the boys get to ride on great grandpa's tractors. This time they were both "scared" of them and didn't want to go. Not an option! Within seconds of being on them they had big smiles on their faces. But Nathan says "Nathan scared a combine" after seeing how big it is. Can't say I blame him.
Grandpa Jimmy and Winston, cruising around on the Gator
Nathan and Daddy on the Oliver
Xander finding it hard to turn the steering wheel
I get a wink and a thumbs up!
Now over their fear of the tractors, they run around pretending to be tractors
Xander's reading material for the ride home - "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" and Nathan wonders why everything seems to be going on during his naptimes. He is looking very tired and was asleep in no time.
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