Yesterday, we made our way to my grandparents' farm. This is a special place where I spent many childhood summers riding tractors and bikes, hanging out in my tree house, eating way more orange push ups than mom would have allowed, and screaming like a banshee when bugs landed on my face. Other than the bugs- a more tranquil place, you'll never find. During his first farm trip, Mister A got to do a lot of things we just don't do on our average day in the city.....
try out a tractor (with great grandpa Gary):
and a tractor tire too:
"drive" a semi truck (with great uncle Jason):
checking his rear view....
spend some good quality time with cousin Ashley and great grandma Inez:
and practice his newfound kissing skills on great aunt Tammy: