Oh, it happened. While I heard Farmer Rick roll in at 5:30am to begin haying, the kids didn't. And when they woke up and saw what was happening, they did just as they have done years past....run outside, hollering and jumping for joy. "It's HAYING time!" And then they remind me to make doughnuts because I "always" make doughnuts to celebrate haying day, so they say. Twist my arm. Fine. I'll make doughnuts. Mmm.
Look at the air they have here!