Speaking of tractors

      We celebrated some fall birthdays weekend before last with the Handeland's up in Williams.  We had a good time spending the evening with family, watching the puppies outside and greeting the trick or treaters that came to the house.  Great Grandpa and Grandma got Tate his first big kid tractor with a blade!  Cousin Zach helped him open it and get it out of the box, which was a task!  And cousin Levi helped put the blade on so he can move snow and blocks. :)
      The only issue we had was, one of the halloween kids came into the house to show off his costume: an all black robe and mask with glowing red eyes.  Tate would have been freaked out regardless, but the big bawl fest occurred when the robed child didn't see Tate standing in the doorway and bumped him over.  Poor child had a red eyed robed monster looming over him and he's too petrified to move that he gets bowled over.  Ay-yi-yi!!  A few tears, but all was better with some hugs and sucks from the paci.

Thanks for the help Zach!

The Grandma's watching in the background

Levi working on the blade, thanks!



Working on the engine



Farming with Chad

        A couple weekends ago Chad came back to help with harvest, so Tate and I took the opportunity to go ride in the tractor and combine with Chad and Great Grandpa Loren.  Tate liked to drive, watch the corn go into the combine and eat oatmeal cream pies from Great Grandpa.  Tate- my dear- you are one lucky kid!    

Chad & Tate farming

This kid loves tractors

Helping Great Grandpa Loren drive the combine



Chad, Tate & Grandpa



Thanks for the hat Klemme!

Issues. . .

    I'm not sure what's wrong with my brain this week, but obviously since I posted pics of "Wordless Wednesday" on a Thursday, a wire has come loose.  I've also encountered a few other issues this week.  I have a big scratch down the middle of my nose- no idea how it got there.  I had to ask a co-worker 6 or 7 times what instrument set we were looking for within a 10 minute time frame, for some reason I could not keep the name, Spectrum, in my head.  And then tonight, this happened...

 





May our tablespoon rest in peace, as it was killed tonight by the garbage disposal.  Do you like the countertop shot?  I wish our disposal would kill it too!

And here a few more shots of my cowboy and some friends at daycare.



  

Noah, Tristan, Lauren, Tate and Isabelle



Cute buns in some cute denim!





Wordless Wednesday

My Halloween Cowboy

Fall Fun with Aunt Cami

       Last Friday Aunt Cami was home for the weekend.  She raked up a pile of leaves for Tate to "jump" in with some assistance.  He doesn't really understand the whole concept of jumping and playing in the leaves this year, but he still enjoyed crunching the leaves and "flying" through the pile.