The Little Farmer laid in the hallway and asked me to hand him his sippy cup which was two feet away because he was too “stiff” to reach it. I wondered if this was a new effort to get attention. I brushed it off and tried to do what I could to help him feel better for two days.
Then my nose filled up, just like his. Hind sight shows he was achy, a symptom of the flu.
This adventure began one week ago. So, we’ve spent a lot of time in the house. Weeks like these make me appreciate legitimate opportunities to leave the house, like my job.
We’ve watched a LOT more television than usual.
Here’s what transpired as the weather warmed up:

Looks like we’ve got a problem. The Little Farmer devises a plan and takes off running to put the plan in motion.

He’s bent over hooking a little chain to the rear end of his combine and rear end of his pedal tractor.



Dear little farmer, My big farmer (Brandon) wants to know where the header to your combine is. Yours truly, Jodi from Kansas
I am impressed by all of your equipment little farmer, can I come help you farm someday?
Love It! And All John Deere!!!
I Hope You’re Feeling Better Real Soon!
Absolutely love this post! Little Farmer has learned a lot watching big big farmers