More Memorial Day fun. After our little afternoon fishing trip, we stopped in at Grandpa's Ranch for a cookout - always a hit with the whole family. The kids run wild and we just let them. There was a teensy bit of sadness on Ben's part when the big boys climbed the tree without him. And even when Daddy lifted him up in there, he just wanted to go higher. Sometimes he forgets he's just two.
No trip to the ranch would be complete without a hike to the old Pioneer cabin. It doesn't have many more years left before it will just be a big pile of old wood. When I was a kid, it was totally intact and housed all kinds of treasures and I even climbed up to the second floor and walked along the rafters. As you can see, that's not too advisable these days. It's seen a few too many Clarkston winters.
While visiting the cabin, the kids made use of the old combine and turned it into a jungle gym. Landon does not love heights, but he desperately wanted to climb to the top with the other kids. Every few steps up, he'd turn around and grimace and ask me to take his picture. It broke my heart how bad he wanted to get up there and how hard it was for him.
The others, however, had not fear at all and climbed all over that thing. Including little Ben who at one point just climbed right over the top of Landon to get up to the big boys.
After the hike, we headed back to the firepit and roasted some s'mores. A great way to kick off summer break.
Some people actually had to get back and do a little work on the farm, however, so we had to roast before the sun set. It was a little strange to roast marshmallows in the daylight.
They were still delicious though. And gooey.
Here's to many more summer evenings at the ranch! They really are the best.
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