Daddy's helper

C had a big weekend in St. Louis--visiting with Bosco (Sarah's new puppy who reciprocally loves C), going to a wedding in Poplar Bluff (where he got to spend most of his time on the farm at the reception walking, throwing rocks, dancing, sitting on tractors, and checking out the horses--a little boy's dream).  He did really well considering it was a 4 hour round trip and we were there for over 4 hours. 

He's been pretty exhausted so yesterday we stayed home and did laundry.  I ironed 12 men's dress shirts (no exaggeration--it took me almost 2 hours).  If you know me--you know I never iron my own clothes.  I'm more likely to iron a tablecloth than my shirt, but I will iron Scott's stuff.  But man was that a lot of shirts. I had kept telling him to pull some out for me to iron-and I wouldn't see them and tell him again.  This resulted in lots of shirts when I found them hanging on the back of the door.
 

Last night he helped daddy mow the lawn.  He loves to help.