It does not matter what the task is, whether it's feeding the cows, helping me with chores inside, feeding the dogs, or planting the garden, Brody is always eager to help. I hope this trend continues as he gets older, but I have a feeling it won't.
In the meantime, we sure love our little helper.
One of Brent's cows was sick with dust pneumonia. Brody helped Brent scope things out, horseback.
The night we planted our garden, Brody dug, and dug, and dug some more in the dirt. He could've spent hours digging, and would have been perfectly content.
I'm sure Brent and Brody were having a discussion on where to plant the beans. . .?
We simplify the necessary weeding in the future by laying down black plastic.
We just can't seem to find the time to keep up with the weeds otherwise.
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