Labor Day and a 4 Wheeler

Labor Day weekend.
One of the most relaxing weekends.
In a long time.

We ate meals together.
All 6 of us.
At home.
That is difficult to accomplish these days.
(Last week we packed a cooler.
And ate supper on the run.
3 nights in a row.
The first night we did lunch meat sandwiches.
But I can only handle that every so often.
So night 2 I made pizza bierocks.
And night 3 chicken salad on crescent rolls.)

On Monday Grandpa surprised the kids.
He brought the 4 wheeler to town.

The yelling that went on in our house
when they saw him pull up.

Brookie had to spend a little time
 learning how to drive it.
It made her mad
that Jakie was better than her at first.
Sibling rivalry is alive and well at our house.

But she learned quickly.
And was zipping all over in no time.

Grandpa, the hero.

Woohoo!

And this is the closest pic you will get of me driving.

The others show a little too much leg cellulite.
Oh, my!
De. Pressing...
Shorts should clearly not be a part of my wardrobe.

Also,
I guess it's not cool
for the guy to
put his arms
around the girl.

Whatever.