Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

This afternoon we parked, as we do every day. And boy, was it FUN! The farmer put down some fresh fertilizer. (My mom has another word for it - something about dropping chickens but I didn't see any chickens. I think it is a bad word, though - and not appropriate for blogging). Anyway, my sissy Kayla and I rolled and rolled and rolled. And now . . . I . . . smell . . . FABULOUS.

Look out boys, I got the 'fume on.