Field Work

The farmers have been busy in the fields around here.
The other day a tractor came by and fertilized, plowed, and planted the field directly behind our house. The boys had a great time watching him, as usual. Gabe came in from one of his stare-fests out on the deck and said "The farmer LOOKED at me!!! I couldn't be-YEAVE it!! I was standing there and he LOOKED at me!!!"

Anywho, this morning Israel was up and out in the field by about 7:45 AM. Get out of bed, exit house, drive small toy combine busily.
The entirety of the farm crew was hard at work by 8:15 AM. Got a lot to get done before "chuch".
It has been one of those GORGEOUS days around here, especially in the morning and the evening, where the weather is juuuust right and we can leave our windows open all night and have the fan on and it's not too humid yet but just perfect. Sigh of bliss. Sitting out on the steps holding Zion, watching the boys play and play and play as they help their daddy gives me a huge swell of contentment in my heart. I love these days.

This is a phase in the boy's lives that I particulary enjoy because they play so well together (or at least 2/3's of the time, which is plenty good enough for me) for extended periods of time. They are outside a lot since the days are warmer and ride tricycles and play in the sand and play with a ball, or draw with chalk on the concrete.
Another one of their favorite past-times is helping Daddy mow. Israel loves to ride in the wagon behind the mower, or ride in Tim's lap. LOOOVES it.
Yesterday he was giving me the HUGEST, most heart delighted smiles in the world from his perch on Tim's lap. Gabe prefers to chase the mower. That boy just runs and runs and runs and runs.
Gabe is often busy outside with other "boy work". The other day I found him like this:
His binoculars were being used to look for "holes that animals had made", so that Daddy wouldn't run over them with his lawnmower. The plastic golf club was in hand to whack any racoons he may come across, and his Cars bookbag contained an imaginary pickle in case he happened to run into a skunk. I see. Alrighty then. :)

The boys also have a good time playing inside. They like to drive their cars on the footboard at the bottom of our bed, and this is what we found last night when we were getting ready for bed. :)It appears that some boys must reside at this address...