I got 'em, Grandma!

Sometimes working with a 3 year old restores your outlook.  This morning when I came home from working in the barn for some 5 hours I wondered what in the world I had gotten myself into.  And the work wasn't done.  We still had to sort cattle.  Logan helped.  Only when it got to the nitty gritty,he had to hide behind the boarded fence so they wouldn't see him and get scared.  And there he patiently waited for us to complete the task.  Which only took about 20 minutes in comparison to the long hour it took us the first time.  We are getting better at this farming stuff.

Logan and I were excused from the job while Henry and Dave finished off some moving around of some cows and heifers that are due to calve in the next few weeks.  We headed to the house.  And we worked at putting some legs on a small plastic kids table.  Logan is eager to help with 'stuff boys can do' and he doesn't at all complain that grandma is helping him.  When he commented that it was getting so sunny, I told him to put his sunglasses on.  Blank stare.  "Hmmmm" says I, "did you leave them somewhere.  Behind that fence maybe?"  "Nope." came the firm reply.  "Where did you leave them then?"  "On the rope!" replies the sure 3 year old.  I suggested that we go and get them when I finished tightening all the screws but he said he could do it all by himself.  And he did!!

"I got 'em, Grandma!"

It was while I was working with this fellow that I was reminded that these grueling mornings (sometimes days) are all worth it because of him.  He was glad to work, happy to explore the growing garden plants and confident enough to run back to the pens and get his own sunglasses.  Someday, he will milk cows too!