The Barn is Down

Some of you know that my parents are getting ready to sell there lovely home in the city to come live in our back pasture. (It is not quite as bad as it sounds.) They have purchased a beautiful and spacious double wide mobile home, which should arrive sometime around Thanksgiving. We have so much to be thankful for!


In preparation, there are many things that needed to pave the way, so to speak - among them, the demolition of our charming (if dilapidated) barn.


On Tuesday morning, this is what it looked like:

Then this Bad Boy showed up:

This is what we looked like, faces pressed against the gate:

This is what it did to the barn:

This is what it looked like on Wendesday evening:

For those of you who don't currently read toddler boys' books, this giant machine is called an excavator. Daniel says "ours" is different though, because "ours" has a giant claw arm, like Diesel 10 (from Thomas the Tank Engine). He's become quite the construction worker this week, running around with his little hard hat, digging up everything. That's our boy!

We'll keep you posted when the space gets filled with my parents' new garage.