So we're finally putting in our backyard. No more throwing the toast out the back door when we accidently burn it. No more BMX jumps built out of tires and plywood. Grandpa J let us borrow his cool tractor to move some dirt around. It was really fun - even though I kinda did more damage than good. I rode around with Brady in my lap. It looked like he was really having fun. Then, after a little tractoring, I looked down and he had stopped playing with the levers and was just jamming both of his fingers deep into his ears. Oops. I guess the desiel was too loud for him. He got to go back to mommy after that. I still think he had fun though.
Oh yeah, and I may have crashed into the house once with the tractor. oops.
4 comments:
Talk about White Trash... Who brings a freakin' John Deer into their backyard? How'd you even get that thing back there?
ah, jeff, i see that you have become a true bakersfield man. atta boy :)
speaking of tractors, macy called uncle jeremy the other day because we saw some tractors working on the freeway. jeremy told macy he would take her for a tractor ride the next time we come visit. macy has been talking about it now EVERY time we see anything that even resembles a tractor. he'd better pull through!
embrace the WT...we did our backyard with a tractor!
Milo:
Just to get you into the correct terminology - so that you will learn early about agriculture, the tractor is spelled "John Deere".
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