Go Go Tractor

I usually get home from work between say 6 and 7. This is dinner time and Gayle has Caden in his chair eating. Well, nibbling and throwing is more like it. But we're working on the throwing bit. At any rate, the second Caden hears the door open, he starts in with his #1 request. "Go go tractor?" It's a struggle to finish up dinner with the now distracted youngster, but soon enough we head out.

I think it's like a reverse parade for him. We drive around at about 1 mph and the entire time he's waving and say hello to everyone. "Hi Swing! Hi Tree! Bye Swing! Hi Cherry! (one of the horses) Hi Fence! Bye Ramone! Hi Swing!"