There is nothing quite like the smell after cutting hay, and there is nothing quite like little boys who have done all that cutting! It’s that time of the year and we’ve been busy!
Branson, my eleven year old, has been cutting hay every day for quite a few days now. He knows every song on the radio, has called in to every midday trivia, and has called everyone on his contact list trying to keep himself entertained. He always wants me to come ride with him, and sometimes I do. To be honest I’d rather drive the swather (the hay cutting machine) myself while he rides. Driving is more fun than watching and the driver seat is much more comfy than the buddy seat.
Our swather is old and this year it keeps breaking down. That means my Carson, my fifteen year old, is getting really good at fixing it. I guess all three of them decided to climb down there and see what was wrong.Maybe three heads are better than one!
This time he had to phone a friend, dad, and get a little advice. With the advice he got a little lecture about hurrying up. I think his dad had about ten more jobs for the kid to do.
There are important things to be learned in school, but there are also important things to be learned during summer jobs. I love seeing a kid who will jump in and try to solve a problem. Maybe it’s just me, but I think it makes them super responsible
Then there’s this little man! What do I even say about him? He’s got ice cream on his face, grease on his jeans, and the hammer the boys need to fix the swather. This is exactly what summer should look like! You can’t convince me this little boy has a care in the world. And this is exactly why I wish it was summer all year long!