|Our annual birthday picture|
|We like pictures a little bit|
When I was a kid, grandpa ALWAYS spent Saturday afternoons at the sales barn. After a while it became our thing. I wouldn't go every weekend, but it was something fun to do together. As I got older and moved away, it became that much more special when we could go to the sales barn.
I took grandpa to lunch at the Branding Iron Cafe, the restaurant at our local sales barn, and then went to the sale for an hour. In the summer, they also sell flowers. If I didn't have to get on an airplane, I would have bought some stuff because those flowers were cheap! I joked that we could redo Granny's entire yard for about $30.
|Nothing says. "I'm home!" quite like a trip to the sales barn with Grandpa|
We stayed until 2 and they still hadn't gotten to the cows and other livestock. That's my favorite part. They're just beef cows and cull dairy cows, but it's more the tradition of it all that I enjoy so much.
|No more small open-cab tractors for us! My brother even built a buddy seat into his tractor since it didn't have one. I must say that's MUCH more comfortable than sitting on the arm rest like I usually do.|
|My brother mowing the field by our house. He turned the cows out into the field a few minutes later to eat the cut grass instead of turning this field into hay.|
My brother has been really busy farming. In our family, you either help or get out of the way. Saturday night he walked into the house and asked if I wanted to ride along while he cut the back field on our property. Yes please!!
Tonight, we are heading over to Dad's to grill some hamburgers. As I've said before, I tend to miss a lot of small stuff by living so far away, but I'm always there for the big stuff.
Happy Father's Day to all of the dads. Hope you have a weekend as good as ours!
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