Showing posts with label Mule Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mule Day. Show all posts

Monday, April 19, 2010

Mule Day 4-10-10



We attended the Mule Day parade two Saturdays ago. Phil had to work but he still got to stand with us and watch. The weather couldn't have been better!


Naomi Judd!


Mason saw a tractor coming.


Granny Rubert had a whole in the front of her hat, but got creative and glued a bird in it. I told her she could probably sell hats like that. It was really cute!


A family picture before leaving daddy at work.


Then, Mason and I headed to Centerville to attend the wedding of a good friend of mine. Tara and Kyle finally tied the knot! Congratulations!

I snapped a few shots while trying to hold on to Mason as well.

Then, we headed back to Columbia, to meet Nanny, Granny Rubert, and Dakota at the park.

I'm not sure what this look is about.


He had to see if the bird was real!


Me and my little guy! (And yes, I did get sun burnt!)



On Sunday, April 11, Phil, Mason and I headed to Springfield, TN to pick up a John Deere tractor that Phil got in an auction. Nana and Papa had attended the auction the day before since Phil had to work. We gave them a price limit and sent them on their way. And we got it!!

A short, funny story: On our way there, before we even got out of Columbia, we had a flat tire on the trailer, so Papa brought us another one. It took Phil 10-15 minutes to change it, then we headed out again. We got there, loaded it up and headed back to Williamsport. Right as we were getting back into a very busy part of Nashville, we had two more flat tires on the trailer. Nana and Papa to the rescue again. They made it to Nashville in 45 minutes (a record for Papa). As the three of us waited, we walked up the road a few feet to a grassy area and watched the planes and cars. It all worked out, nobody was hurt and we finally made it home with the NEW CAB TRACTOR! So, if you see Phil anytime soon, and his head looks a little swollen(you know, the big head syndrome), remember he just got a tractor he's been dreaming about since he was a kid. LOL!
My question to Phil after the third flat tire:
Me: "Do you think this is a SIGN that we shouldn't have gotten this tractor?"
Phil: "No, it's a sign that I need to get NEW TIRES on the trailer."












Monday, April 6, 2009

Mule Day

Sneak peek at Mason in his overalls a year ago at Mule Day.





The Lord blessed us with the best weather for the Mule Day parade. Phil, Mason, and I had so much fun. Mason was just so cute, we couldn't help but have a good day.





The parade was just getting started.







All Mason could do was point. He was so serious at first, then he could've cared less about the mules and horses, because he wanted to walk around.





Dakota had to have cotton candy.






It's so exciting to see someone you know in the parade. There's Brent, Cassie, Jackson, Cayden, and Jordan.






Off to the park for some good food. We had two people stop us, so they could take a picture of our handsome little guy in his wagon. Taking the wagon was the the best thing we could've done for Mason.





Mason really didn't mind this leash as long as you didn't pull back on it. He was fine walking around with the puppy dog on his back, but when he got to the end of the rope, he would lean forward as far as he could before falling.




Yum, cheese puffs. He rode around in the wagon for the longest content just eating his cheese puffs.




Listening to the music.




A one year old must have his nap. Thanks daddy for making sure he gets one, while mommy shops.




He has longer eyelashes than I do.





GranNanny helping Mason watch Uncle Dakota in his first round. Dakota's in the white shirt.




Mason and Mommy



Great Granny Rubert and GranNanny



Headed back to the car.





We had to check on the chickens after we got home. We gather about 7 dozen eggs. Mason even helped put them in the carton, with very close supervision. He sure loves the chickens.

He automatically does this when you say the word "chicken."
"Here Chicky, Chicky, Chicky."




Heart breaker in the making.



Last year Mason slept through all of the parade, of course he was only 2 months old. He really enjoyed everything this year. I always said when I have a child, I want to pull them in a wagon at Mule Day, my vision finally came true. It was so much fun watching him point at everything and get so excited. It's such an adventure being a parent, although it's hard at times, but his smile makes life a little bit easier. Hope everyone else had a great weekend!