Brinley and Dad at the feeder canal.
The little girls had a party because while we were on the mountian roads going slower we all rode in the front and they didn't sit in there seats. They never have done that before.
Every time I got out to look at something my little shadow would throw her boots out and try to climb down so she could be with her "buddy". I am that lucky buddy.
Ashland turned into an angry baby.
So I put her on a hill and ran back to the truck to see what she would do. Yaa...She stopped crying!