We went out of town for Thanksgiving. It was a long but lovely drive. It was cool and rained off and on. If only every time we drove through the Nevada desert it was this refreshing...
Even though the rain is fascinating enough for the mother, we still needed to pack emergency backup entertainment for the Mo.
As much as I long for rain living in Southern California, I miss fall colors even more. We were able to see some lovely ones on our trip...
...and the kids were able to visit Utopia, I mean The Barn at Grandma and Grandpa's house.
Naomi was excited to find pine cones...
...and excited to be shut into the chicken coop...
...even though Grandpa has some pretty crazy looking chickens!
Michael looking angelic in a rare moment. Maybe he is getting ready for Santa Claus to come.
Summer and Heather had fun climbing into the loft of the barn with their cousin Kate. The kids liked it so much up there, they convinced their parents to let them sleep up in the rafters one night. In the morning, I asked Rachel how it was. She shivered and replied with one word, "Cold."
We must not have had our fill of farm animals at the grandparent's house because Friday afternoon, we went to feed some ducks. It was all fun and games until a swan bit Naomi. Ouch!
The bread and grains we brought must have been tasty because the geese wanted to come home with us.
Grandpa found some time to tell stories about his time as a cowboy and farmer in Mexico. He also found some pictures to show us.
Naomi fell completely, totally, madly in love with Uncle Woody.
After only one full day and two short nights, we were off, riding into the sunset, headed back to our home in the West.
Even though the rain is fascinating enough for the mother, we still needed to pack emergency backup entertainment for the Mo.
As much as I long for rain living in Southern California, I miss fall colors even more. We were able to see some lovely ones on our trip...
...and the kids were able to visit Utopia, I mean The Barn at Grandma and Grandpa's house.
Naomi was excited to find pine cones...
...and excited to be shut into the chicken coop...
...even though Grandpa has some pretty crazy looking chickens!
Michael looking angelic in a rare moment. Maybe he is getting ready for Santa Claus to come.
Summer and Heather had fun climbing into the loft of the barn with their cousin Kate. The kids liked it so much up there, they convinced their parents to let them sleep up in the rafters one night. In the morning, I asked Rachel how it was. She shivered and replied with one word, "Cold."
We must not have had our fill of farm animals at the grandparent's house because Friday afternoon, we went to feed some ducks. It was all fun and games until a swan bit Naomi. Ouch!
The bread and grains we brought must have been tasty because the geese wanted to come home with us.
Grandpa found some time to tell stories about his time as a cowboy and farmer in Mexico. He also found some pictures to show us.
Naomi fell completely, totally, madly in love with Uncle Woody.
After only one full day and two short nights, we were off, riding into the sunset, headed back to our home in the West.
1 comment:
It sounds like a great trip! I know whenever Broc gets to go see Grandpas Barn he loves it! Carter hasn't been there yet. What do you pack as entertainment for your little ones? We are going NV for Christmas, a very long drive so we need some ideas!
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