Monday, October 18, 2010

Farm Privileges

Because I grew up on a farm, I consider myself a lucky girl.
Because my dad still farms, I have one lucky kid.

He fishes, he hunts, he rambles around, and he lives the life of a wild boy when we go to visit.

And around Halloween time, he gets to decorate a big round hay bale.

With spray paint. He is livin' the 11 year-old dream...





Somebody please tell my smarty-pants brother that Jack-o-Lanterns are supposed to have crookedy smiles...



When we were all finished, the boy said to me,
"Take my picture as I'm jumping up on top!"

So he took a running leap, and this is what I got...



Stopped dead in his tracks by a ginormous hay splinter.
Farm life has its risks.

2 comments:

Stephanie said...

That's a great looking hay-pumpkin :)

j said...

He did a great job painting the pumpkin! My kids would love to do that too.