Hoop, there it is

Do you know what a Ferrier is?  It's a person who trims the toenails of horses and shoes them.  No joke.  Well, ours ran into our basketball hoop a few months back and nearly toppled it over.  

JL and a friend were able to push it back straight, and we have been using it, but it was just a matter of time before it blew down.  We weren't too broke up about having to replace the old one - it was super tall.  James nor Wyatt could really use it, so we decided the new one would have to be adjustable.

Random picture of Big Wy trying out his new golashes.

Callie - the hay haulin', truck ridin', wonder doggy!

So what was to become of the old hoop?  One tug from the big truck and that baby fell right over.  And after that?  A tractor pull, of course.  JL hooked it up and James drove it out to the burnin' pile.

It currently rests in the woods near the burn pile.  James is using it for target practice.  ;-)

We inherited a new hoop sorta by luck.  James and JL were helping a fellow ward member move and stumbled across his that he no longer wanted.  It's much better!  It's adjustable and is now sitting in the spot of our old one.  The boys love it!