So, this thanksgiving while we were at our second stop of the day, the Ramsey Thanksgiving, I went out to my car to get something I had forgotten. As I was rummaging through the car I heard a faint, "Mommy! Mommy!" I looked around but didn't see anything. I heard it again, and I knew it was Grant but I couldn't see him anywhere, and I didn't even know he was outside so I was a little worried! The home I grew up in is south Gilbert and on 5 acers so it can be hard to find a missing child right away. After looking around a little bit more I finally spotted Grant way over on the other side of the yard. As I walked closer to him I heard him say, "Stuck". Remember, here in Arizona it had rained on Thanksgiving so there was a lot of mud around the yard. I knew then that he had gotten himself stuck in the mud. I ran over to him but of course before helping him I called the whole family out to see and take pictures. My mom just kept saying, "Classic Grant!" My brother had to pull him out of the mud but his shoes stayed behind. Knowing something like this was bound to happened with mud everywhere Kent and I brought an extra change of clothes for him. Thanks Grant for all the laughs!
Other fun events of the day were Kent learning how to drive the antique tractor my dad rebuilt, and eating a disgusting amount of whip cream on
Other fun events of the day were Kent learning how to drive the antique tractor my dad rebuilt, and eating a disgusting amount of whip cream on
his pumpkin pie!