On the way to Richfield Friday night Chance asked me a pretty serious question. I could tell he'd thought about it for awhile before he finally says:
"Mom, when I grow up and get big will you remember me when I was a kid?"
"Oh, Chance, I may not remember any other kid when they get big, but I know that I'll never forget you as a kid."
One of the boys

one of Dad and his daughters

A quick one I snapped because I love spontaneous shots,

When the harvest is over where will we be??
I
LOVE the hay fields when all the hay is bailed and it's waiting to be hauled. Especially in the evening light.
1 comment:
I don't think any of us will forget Chance as a little kid. And how nice that you have all his chatterings blogged. I like your family pictures,too.
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