Friday, May 4, 2012

My little country granddaughter…

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Lindsay sent me pictures of Abby playing with the cows.  When she would turn her back to the calves to pick grass for them, they would inch their way towards the fence.

Then, she would abruptly turn and run at them yelling, “You want some grass, cows?”  and they would scatter.  Linds said it was the weirdest game of red light/green light ever.  It seems like only yesterday that Ryan was carrying her down to the cow pasture in his arm.  Those eyes would get as big as saucers, and she would point that little index finger and say “cowwwwww.”  They grow up so quickly…

 

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