Sunday after Church we headed to Richmond for a couple hours so John could work on a couple of things at Mom's house. And of course we had to run to Grandpa's at feeding time. That includes gather eggs. And Grandpa's egg are about as colorful as dyed eggs, he has brown, white, yellow, and even blue chicken eggs.
Harrison always wants to take his truck with us to Grandpa's and since John was going we loaded up and took it with us. I don't know who had more with the truck, John, Harrison, or Grandpa since it gave him someone to help carry water and feed around. Mom and I just stood back and laughed at the boys. I see a second truck in Harrison's future.