Chore Time

My mom, Karter, Hudson and I went to feed my mom's horses today. It was quite the adventure. My mom was trying to get the farm truck going and once it finally roared Karter said "yeeaah!" So we pile in the cab and my mom attempts to back up to the haystack (she sounds totally normal huh). After a couple of tries she gets there. So then I have to go and attempt to throw a hundred pound hay bale (did I spell that right) into the bed of the truck; and I am going to do this without getting dirty. Well if any of you can imagine me throwing hay...it's a pretty funny picture. I tried to sit on one bale and push another one into the truck but the truck was to high. So I had to push, tug and roll the bale in. But I made it in. Could you Vegas girls do that! We drive out to the pasture and my mom is calling out the window "Come boys". Are we feeding dogs or horses? Pretty soon Karter chimbs in his own version of come boys. They aren't coming so we drive a little farther. We start to get into a sticky situation and I tell my mom not to get us stuck. I'm not pushing and I don't want to have to walk. She decides to turn around so we don't get stuck; she turns the truck around, we get stuck. Go figure. My mom is rocking (a term that I didn't know the meaning of until last winter) the truck back and forth but we aren't moving. We don't say anything but know that the other is getting a little worried. My mom puts the car in drive and alas we move. Now we are hitting bumps like crazy. We are bouncing all over the cab. Then the ice breaker comes in. Karter starts clapping and saying "Ya bumps! Ya bumps!" My mom and I are dying laughing as we hop through the pasture. Oh the fun little munchkins add. We got the horses fed and Karter got to pet them and he would try to get them to eat out of his hands.
I didn't know we were going to feed horses or I would of taken my camera and I would of worn my snow shoes. BURR!!