Fixen' Fence, Getten' Muddy

Last weekend Brandt and I got to go help the bampa's (bampa Lloyd and bampa Van) fence. Van brought an extra hammer for Brandt to use so he was seriously in 7th heaven. He pounded away at the staples and also the barbed wire (oh well, he had fun) and thought it was the greatest thing he'd ever done. He got to ride around in the ranger with bampa Van half the day and thought he was just as big as the adults. He shared bampa Van's sandwich, chips, and coke and while bampa Lloyd was away from the ranger he drank most of his Dr. Pepper. When my dad got back and tried to take a drink finding that it was mostly gone, he looked at Brandt and asked him what happened to his pop. With pure innocence and a shrug of his shoulders, Brandt answered "I dunno." Hilarious!!
So Tuesday as soon as the rain cleared up, Brandt put on his boots, hat, and gloves, grabbed his play hammer and screwdriver, and was ready to go to work. When I asked him where he was going he answered "fixen' fence."

Look at that concentration...

After his work was done it was time to play. This was the only big mud puddle left from the storm earlier, and of course it was the only place Brandt wanted to ride his bike.

Another one of those "innocent" looks, sorta like "who me? play in the mud?" By the time we went in the house he was covered from head to toe and ready for a bubble bath. What a fun day!