Wednesday, February 18, 2009

John Deere Green Date

Chloe has a friend named Ssssss-AM(we are working on our 'S') or Yam ,if you speak Chloe. She loves Sam, well she loves Sam's mom more, but she loves them both. She used to love Scout or Cout, their dog more than them all, but she has grown to love the humans in the household equally as much as the canine.
Scout's behind and below is Scout's more flattering side.

Betsy, Sam's mom, invited us over to play last week. Sam got a set of wheels for Christmas and he needed a gal to ride alongside him. Chloe thought his tractor was sexy when she first laid her blue eyes on it, but that sexiness soon turned to concern.

This is a look of, "Where am I going and what is going on?"

Sam had been drinking and driving and therefore ran into the trash can and bushes. Before backing out, Sam needed one last swig of the hard stuff--milk.

The scene above and the cackling mailman, is a good preface going into the next photo. Is preface the right word?

Chloe is hanging on and I'm beginning to get nervous. Sam spent most of the time going in circles. Chloe is looking at him like, "Why are you making that noise?"

"Here Chloe, see I can drive." He says as she tries to smile.

Sorry Sam, she's not the dragging main type of gal buddy. Better luck next time, when you've had less milk.


For Christ's love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. -Corinthians 5:14