On my birthday I decided I wanted to go to a maple syrup farm. They had a (gross) pancake breakfast but thankfully we are snobs and I made gluten free pancakes in advance :)
It was a darling farm, sorry I totally forgot the name of it and am too lazy to look it up. But it used to be a big milk farm until the 60's when darn government regulations on milk drove it out of business. The following is going to be an amazing example of my love of capturing every moment with my children. (aka I took 5 pictures the whole time)
It was a darling farm, sorry I totally forgot the name of it and am too lazy to look it up. But it used to be a big milk farm until the 60's when darn government regulations on milk drove it out of business. The following is going to be an amazing example of my love of capturing every moment with my children. (aka I took 5 pictures the whole time)
Ev was happily steering away on the tractor when a reporter from a huge famous newspaper that shall remain nameless (OK it was called the podunk times for the town of Dunkville) wanted to take a picture of the cute little boy on the tractor. Please note his expression below when she started calling to him and snapping away.
He is dumbstruck. Or maybe it was because she was such a famous reporter/photographer. I really think he could have a career in modeling, don't you?
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