There are tractors that pass through our quaint little town. I don't think there should be, our streets aretoo narrow for this, but fact of the matter is, they do. We used to just find them an odd potential nuisance, but since we are parents, our perception has changed: we now get excited seeing one and we can even recognise some of them. There is a big green one, a smaller blue one and a few others. Why are tractors a source of fun for us? You see, since Wolfie is a toddler, he has been obsessed with tractors. He has toy tractors, like probably every little boy his age, but also books about tractors, he watches videos about tractors, the lot. So now, when we see a tractor, the whole family is excited. We are terrible, I know.
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The farmers need to get from A to B like everyone else. I would prefer farm equipment on the roads over the glut of cars, cars, cars. My grandson was obsessed with trains for the longest time. He's since moved on and I'm sure Wolfie will do the same.
ReplyDeleteIt's great that everyone in the family is now excited by Wolfie's tractor obsession!
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