Would you like some biscuits?

My grandma taught me how to make these things called "biscuits" this weekend. It was fun. First, I got to stick my fingers in some sticky stuff...which is always a good time. Then I got to stretch it out and flip it around and smash it, etc. It was a good time. Then I used one of those broken sippy cups to make that sticky stuff into a circle. After that, Grandma put them all on a baking sheet and in that black thing that gets hot. After they cooled off, I got to eat some. They taste better after they have been cooked, just so that you know...I wish someone would have given me a head's up.

She thinks my tractor's sexy...

So, Troy and I are all pumped up about this evening. We finally have good weather and a couple of good hours before bedtime for Joey to try out his new John Deere. He sees it in the back yard, yells "Joey's twactoor!" and runs over to it. "Here we go!" we thought. He hops on, Troy hits the accelerator and he takes off, laughs, hits it again, laughs, stops, hops off and refuses to get on again. HA! He just says, "Push it! Push it!" So maybe he's not a farmer, just a Salt 'n Pepa fan. Ah, wait til Pa gets here...there will be some tractoring then!