Good weather = OUSTIDE WORK

     Saturday began when Ironman and the kiddos decided since the weather was good they would get out the hammers, wrenches and a chainsaw and tear down the back deck. Soon after they began they were joined by the neighbor girls all the way down to the 1yr old and as always HE FORGOT TO TAKE PICTURES! I was stuck working all day and missed the grand occasion and I'm sure some awesome pictures. I would have loved to see him and Tboy working with 4 girls all day, bet that was funny!  After it was all down and on the trailer I got to participate in the unloading of the wood at the dump site and I have pictures!!  That is a good way to keep from getting too dirty, it is impossible to do heavy lifting with a camera to your eye!! Hehehe...

 

  

 

Most people get to spend their Sundays resting after church, maybe napping or getting ready for the next week but their husbands last name is not DAVIS! 

Gracie is giving her best effort in unloading this trailer.

She is doing a great job keepin up with daddy.

You can tell this took lots of concentration just look at the tongue!

Hard work runs in the family.

Don't worry only daddy was harmed in the making of this blog and it was just a quick blow to the head by one of Gracie's boards, but that was to be expected!

  

And this... This is the son my dad never had... Dually

They say animals look like their owners... I think i've seen my dad make that face before!! HAHAHA 

If he wants to help he sure has a funny way of showin it.

After the trailer was empty Tboy and I decided to see who could keep the hot suckers in our mouth the longest!

Then it was time to go check on the babies before heading home they are gettin so big already.

They are so stinking cute when they are babies.  I love this shot!

Here are the moma's

Yes, he really is going to pet the cow!!

See I told ya!

Then its off to taste the cattle feed!  Yeah I know what your thinking... Geez don't you ever feed those kids...

And here is last summer's master piece!!

Last but not least it's our tiny little cow dog that barks orders from the back seat of the truck. Who could ever forget Izzy?!! Not me!