Friday, October 26, 2012

Country Girls

When I was growing up I would have never said, "In twenty years I want to live in the country and enter my daughters in tractor pulls across the road from where we live."  In fact, I am fairly sure that I had never even heard of a tractor pull until I met Chris.  It isn't that I grew up in such a large urban area, but I would still consider myself a city girl. 

Although I would never have predicted that scenario, that is the case for where my life has ended up.  (And, just so you know, I am ok with that.)  Earlier this month, both Libby and Grace were entered into a tractor pull that was held at the Fall Festival across the road from us. 

Grace, who was entered in the 4 & Under group, went up against six other kiddos and came in second place.  She was one pedal cycle away from a "full pull" (a new word to my vocabulary).  I have always known she was my monkey, but never imagined that she would barrell down an aisle to win the right to go to the Iowa State Tractor Pull next September.  It isn't mandatory that we take her, but I think we will probably go anyway.  :)


This is her face of determination as she tried SO hard to get that last pedal cycle in.

Here she is receiving her second place medal.

Libby went up against about 7 other 7 year olds, as well.  Although she didn't win any medals, she still had one proud momma!  She wasn't about to give up!  I was so proud of her for continuing to push even when it hurt and wasn't going anywhere.


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Steph said...

I went to a tractor pull with grandpa once in high school. Dave Rostorfor was in it. (spelling?)