Where's Momma?

Tracy headed south this weekend to be with her dad who's recovering from heart surgery. We dropped her off at the airport Saturday morning, and thus began our Boys Weekend. So far we have no major injuries, no significant property damage, and minimal tears. I count it a success.
Understandably Carter asked for Momma after she departed, and I explained: "Momma went on the plane to see Granddaddy." Now every time Carter says "Momma," he points up in the air (see picture), as if pointing to an airplane. Sharp kid.

Boys weekend included a trip to the educational farm to see the pigs and goats and chickens and "Baaaahhhh" [sheep]. During one excursion we stumbled across a tractor equipment dealor. It was tractor heaven.





Carter took his first trip to Bass Pro Shops' Outdoor World (of Wonder and Excess). Carter got to "drive" a four wheeler and bass boat, pet a stuffed grizzly, look at catfish bigger than he is, and check out a simulated NASCAR race. If it weren't getting so late, he might have had some fudge and bought a tree stand while he was at it. That's quite a place.




Finally, we made it to Chipotle for dinner. Twice. Admittedly this was more for Daddy than for Carter. But hey, the boy does love cheese quesadilla and black beans.

It's been a good weekend, but we will be excited to see Momma tomorrow.