Daddy went to an auction in Cynthiana, so Ollie and I had the house to ourselves. We planned on heading to Falmouth around 10:00 to hang with Grandma and Grandpa, but as usual, things didn't go as planned. Ollie's morning nap lasted almost 2 1/2 hours. I guess last night wore
When he finally woke up at 10:30, I strapped on his books and we rushed out the door so we wouldn't miss the 12:00 tractor parade. Today, there were a lot more tractors and even more activity. I knew this would make it difficult to feed him again, but it was time for lunch. Grandma was up to the challenge, but she struggled to keep him focused on the green beans because he was distracted by the John Deere green tractors.
After lunch, Daddy arrived from the auction, disappointed that everything sold out of his price range. I felt bad for him, but can't say I was disappointed he didn't spend money.
Daddy made it just in time to participate in the barrel roll, so we all headed to the track to watch. He's won this contest several times in the past (and has the trophies to prove it), so I think he was bummed that this was just for fun and not being timed. He was definitely the fastest, but his only reward was bragging rights.
Barrel rolling made us all hungry, so we headed back to camp for a snack. Grandpa and Ollie shared a cookie. The sugar gave Ollie super-strength and he was able to stand with only a little help from Grandpa.
Around 5:00, we packed up and headed for home. Ollie was so tired, he didn't even suggest we stay longer.
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