Fall equals football around here. Once afternoon chores are done it’s game on.
Rafe is all about the football this year. When I gave him a task to do the other day, he replied, “But Mom, I’ve got stuff to do! I’ve got to go out and play football by myself, and then I’ve got to hang with Dad!” (Mom wins, of course, and the task got done before football.)
Kicking and punting are his favorite things. Must be genetic. Matt and his brother were both kickers. First…a practice kick.
Then the real deal.
Olivia, still in chore boots, joins in the game.
A miss…
And then the tackle.
In beef news, I’ve got 2 in the “win” column now. We took a heifer to the locker tonight. Matt guessed 1280 pounds, I said between 1225 and 1250. She was 1260, which put me within 15 pounds again!
Now how often do you see a kid playing football in barn boots. I love it!
I think this is the essence of farming … spending time with your family outside and really, really enjoying it! Those are some great pictures and way to go on the weight guessing.
I bet seeing your honey playingwith your kids just warms you heart!! So many kids in our counrty never get to have that.