It was a long weekend. Mr. Levi kept me on my toes while his daddy put in lots of hours on the farm. Usually corn harvest isn't until the beginning of September, but it is so dry this year that they are having to salvage the corn crop by bailing and cutting it for silage (which they use for cattle feed). Bummer. I guess this year we can be really thankful for crop insurance.
And it is still hot. Really, really hot. We are really thankful for air conditioning too. :)
Friday morning when Levi woke up I decided that maybe since his sheets were turning brown from dirt it was time to wash them (boys are so dirty). I had him throw his favorite blanket into the washing machine too. He thought that was a great idea until he saw that it was getting covered in water. He cried and cried for his "baa-baa". See his poor tear stained eyes?
It took him quite a while and a little distraction before he recovered. I had no idea it would be so traumatic. I guess I will secretly wash his blanket next time.
We tried to keep ourselves busy inside that afternoon because it was too hot to play outside. Levi decided he was going to entertain his mom by trying to pick up and eat his bread without any hands. Silly boy.
We got tired of being cooped up inside, so we took a trip to the farm to ride with daddy. Unfortunately when we got there they had a truck breakdown, so we couldn't ride along. Levi made sure to check out all the tractors anyway. He loves to be on the farm and climb in the tractors even if they are not moving.
He even thinks he is getting big enough to climb on everything himself. He was trying so hard to climb up that ladder, but his little chubby legs couldn't quite make it.
And he still loves to ride the four wheeler with his dad and check on all the cows.
Levi stays right by his daddy's side and wants to do everything that he does.
He will only stop for important things...like emptying the rocks out of his shoes.
The truck got fixed and the guys headed back to the field. Levi fed the cows before we left. He was trying to be so brave and put grass in the bunk, but when he got too close he threw it instead and ran away.
At home the next morning Levi was still taking care of his cows (he likes to give them kisses)...
and driving his tractors. Already such a little farmer.
Saturday we went back to the farm and this time Levi got his tractor ride.
In fact he got to stay and ride by himself for two whole hours. He was in heaven and I got to go to the grocery store all by myself. A treat for both of us.
These busy times on the farm can be wearing, but I am so thankful for the time that Levi gets to spend with his daddy. I know that he will learn so much from Joel during these times spent riding together...even while they are working.
