Sunday, October 14, 2012

God's Portion Day

This was it! The big weekend. God's Portion Day in Denmark. It's been on my calendar for a year because not only was this a trip to the farm, but I had a parade to ride in!

Mom sweetened the deal by throwing in a train ride. Yeah, Mom!

Thursday morning Dad took Mom and I to the Amtrack station in Osceola.
The train ride was fun, and didn't seem to take too long.
The best part? Grandma Kathy was there to pick us up in Mount Pleasant when we arrived!
A nice lunch, some catching up then off to the farm we went. Papa needed some help moving dirt around the house so I offered my assistance.
Friday was a fun day. We washed tractors and got ready for the parade. I jumped right in and did my fair share. This is the tractor that Papa and I are going to drive.
Uncle Eric chose the Farmall.
Grandma Kathy asked us to wash up her G to drive.
Uncle Eric and I even got the 4020 ready for Dad!
Scrub. Scrub. Scrub.
After washing the tractors I, for some reason, was really wet. A change of clothes was in order because the work wasn't done. Grandma and I cleaned up leaves ...
... and Papa cleaned the gutters.
After that everyone (except me) went to sleep pretty fast.
What a disappointment! Saturday was cold, windy and rainy. Heck, there was even thunder and lightning! Papa decided that we shouldn't take the tractors out so we were just spectators at the parade. Because of the weather there was a TON of candy available for guys like me.
What a haul!
After the traditional noodle lunch at church we headed over to the auction. I sat on Papa's lap for a long time taking it all in. Heck, he even bought me a new toy!
After awhile it seemed like Grandma Kathy's lap was the place to be. (Why is it that Grandparents have the best laps?)
At the auction Papa bought some gravel for the farm so we needed to move one of the tractors to make room. He drove. I supervised.
I'd never been this close to a dump truck in action and it was pretty cool!
I also did chores while I was out. I can turn the key, turn on the lights and check the fuel on this tractor. (Much to the chagrin of the adults.)
Weird. After such a busy day I fell asleep driving to dinner, about 6:30 p.m. You know what? I slept getting out of the car seat, in Papa's lap at the restaurant, getting back into the car seat, on the drive home, getting into jammies and all through the night. I slept 12 hours in a row! (Farming makes you tired.)
Today we had to come back to Des Moines, but I got one last ride in and got to say thanks to Papa and Grandma Kathy for a great weekend.
Have a super week!

Pierce