Anyone that knows Orrin, knows that he loves everything cowboy, farming, or outdoors related. Lucky for him, he gets to play on Grandpa's farm whenever we go to Utah. This last weekend, Port was helping out on the farm, driving truck for the corn harvest. Orrin pretty much was glued to Port's side or Grandpa's side. He loves everything about farming. He loves to get up early and help his grandpa milk the cows. He considers it an honor if he happens to get manure on his boots, pants, or hat! He loves loves loves riding in the tractors and trucks. He is like a little sponge that absorbs everything that everone is doing around the farm. He drives pretty much everyone crazy with his questions and constant worry that he is going to miss out on something. It makes me laugh because I have three brothers who all went through this same thing! I remember my grandpa commenting about all the questions my littlest brother would ask him. We have a motto in our house, "who needs Disneyland, we have the farm!"

This is Orrin chilling in the corn truck! Port got out of the truck for a minute and when he got back in he saw Orrin like this. What a life! Orrin had found Port's ham sandwich and ate it. When Port asked Orrin why he didn't eat his peanut butter sandwich he said, "Oh! You can eat that one!" This was after Orrin told Port how good his granola bars were. Port pretty much got the leftovers. That'll teach him to get out of the truck!

Two of our guys hauling corn! Ben was with Grandpa in the semi hauling hay.

Cousins! How many boys can you fit on one horse!