In our household, July fourth is synonymous with "Summer Snowmen". We've made one dutifully every year and come midsummer, we pull it out of the freezer, peel back the foil wrapper, read the story, and then eat him.
This year, July fourth will be the day my boys got to ride with Steve Hayes in his tractor while he cut hay in a nearby field.
The boys already love tractors so when Steve parked his tractor in the driveway, the boys jumped up and down excitedly. When they found out they could actually ride in it, they nodded and practically leaped into the cab.
They were gone for only ten minutes but when they got back, all we heard for the rest of the day was: "Steve Hayes let us ride in his tractor!!!"
Forget that we had the biggest marshmallows in history to make s'mores. Forget that Robinson bought some fireworks before joining us for the weekend. Forget that they got to stay up late, playing with the yard toys and watching the fireworks.
Most of their excitement was wrapped around that John Deere tractor - which, for two little farm boys, is how it should be.
Forget that we had the biggest marshmallows in history to make s'mores. Forget that Robinson bought some fireworks before joining us for the weekend. Forget that they got to stay up late, playing with the yard toys and watching the fireworks.Most of their excitement was wrapped around that John Deere tractor - which, for two little farm boys, is how it should be.
Blessed be.
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