My Little Woodsman

Our little grandson, David, came to Michigan this week.

He was last here two years ago.

Zip knew he was a very special visitor,

all the way from southern California.

Buck knew too...

But didn't feel like being ridden that day.

So we went to the safest, most dependable steed on the property.

Fast Daddy.

Faster...

FASTER!!

Pure Bliss...

Papa Russ also brought in 2 of the 6 new chicks (with a chunk of apple)

so David could feel their fluffy newness and hear their chirps.

With David, even sitting on a rocking swing with his folks is joyful.

Papa Russ remarked at how quickly David learned to steer the tractor.

Pretty tall order for a little guy who is not yet three.

But he's David ~ our little Woodsman. 

And he's taking after his father in his boyhood delights.

I truly sense David is on a mission in life.

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.  1 Timothy 4:12

My little Woodsman.

With two amazing parents at the helm, guiding his way. 

Kristina and Charlie.