Family
Jun 29, 2012
Nothin runs like a deer....
Addisen and I love going down to the trailer. The weather has been so nice that we have been able to run through the sprinklers, well me---not Addisen,
go to the pool, go for bike rides, attend the kiddie carnival and go for walks.
Grammie got me this two wheeled bike and I love love love riding it. I ride all over the campground; of course Mom makes me wear a helmut. She says I ride like a race car driver; Dad agrees. I just like going SUPER FAST and seeing their reaction.
The beginning of June, Ruthie had a couple extra days off. Dad asked if I wanted to go to the Mankato Air Show and see all sorts of Airplanes. I, of course, jumped on the opportunity, cause I LOVE airplanes. I got to spend the day with Papa, Grandpa Ken, Uncle Jon, Daddy, Uncle Andy, Auntie Jenny and Ella. I, unfortunately, fell asleep before the blue angel show (Dad says this was the best show of the whole day!) and slept through the whole thing. I reassured Dad that there would be other air shows and not to worry...next time he may fall asleep.
But later that weekend I got a surprise...After a few months of begging, pleading and turning on the cute....Nama and Papa got me a John Deer Gator. I got to drive my friend Billy's Ford F150 one night and loved driving it. I was hooked. So when Papa and Nama arrived one day with a present for being a good boy, and I saw the gator, you can imagine my eyes popped out of their sockets. I just had to help get it all assembled!
After 18 hours of charge time (who does that to a little kid...18 hours of charge before you can play with a toy....oh my goosh it was so hard), I was in heaven.
Addisen couldn't take her eyes off of me. She wanted to drive it too.
Mom was sneaky and put her in the drivers seat one night when I wasn't looking for a picture. Mom says I have to share my toys but I think I am gonna have to ask for a contingency with this one.
cause nothing runs like my deer....and I wouldn't want her to get hurt!!
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