Day on the Farm

We've had alot of family in town over the past few weekends, so we've had a flurry of activity in our house. This weekend my parents came up to go see the Celtic Women at Wolf Trap and we always try to plan an event with for the whole family to do at least one of the two days they are here. For this visit, we planned to go blueberry picking at one of the local pick your own farms - Great Country Farms.

http://www.greatcountryfarms.com/

It took us about 45 minutes to get out to the farm, but it was well worth the trip. For $5, there was U pick blueberries and blackberries (additional $s for what you pick), multiple petting zoos, mazes, tires mountains to climb, big slides, tractors to race (tricycles styled to look like tractors).


Andrew lasted about 15 minutes in the blueberry field and then announced he only needed one more and then he was done.























So he and Colin walked back to the general store to rest up for the cow train and hay ride, singing "Old MacDonald" all the way. Check out Andrew's idea of "resting"




All in all, I'd call the day a success...we got enough blueberries to last us at least two weeks, Andrew had a blast feeding the goats and pigs, driving the tractors, riding the cow train and even made 2 new friends with a little grey kitten and a piglet named Wilbur. Definitely a place we will visit again!

A new tradition started

Anyone who knows my husband, knows that he LOVES golf and is looking forward to Andrew getting old enough to play a round of golf with him. Matter of fact, Andrew has owned a golf club since he was about 18 months and has been hitting wiffle balls around the back yard. Last year we attempted to take Andrew to "practice" putt at Sterling Golf Club...no luck. Andrew wanted to hit the ball with a full force golf swing instead of putting. We left with a screaming child about 10 minutes after we arrived. Friday afternoon, we decided to try the whole process again. This time we went to Algonkian Park Golf Course and to our surprise, our child was a perfect angel - putting and chipping as his father directed him to do. He liked it so much that he asked Colin to take him again last night before dinner...Colin is just over the moon that his son wants to hit the golf ball. Looks like I will have to brush up on my golf skills (have not played since I was pregnant with Andrew) or become a golf widow.

Bath Time conversations

Sounds from the bathroom tonight during bath time

Daddy: Andrew, it's time to wash your dirty head

Andrew: No, No, No, No, No, No

Daddy: Yes, yes,yes, yes, yes

Andrew: No, No, No, No, No, No

Daddy: Yes, yes,yes, yes, yes

Andrew: OK (big sigh like its soo much trouble). But Daddy, not hot, not cold, only WAAARRRRMMMM.

Father's Day Gift

Conversation with the Bunk regarding Grandpa's Father's Day gift:

Mommy: What should we get Grandpa for Father's Day?
Andrew: Grandpa needs a surprise
Mommy: What kind of surprise?
Andrew: Grandpa needs a yellow present. Grandpa needs a bulldozer. Grandpa needs a bulldozer just like Matthew.

Hmm...hope Grandpa likes bulldozers or needs some earth moved because it seems he's getting a bulldozer.

Inaugural Post

I'm caving to the peer pressure... Some of closest girlfriends have been after me to get a blog set up. With all our family spread up and down the East Coast, it does make sense. So, here we go.....