Tractors. They're kind of awesome, right? I grew up in the corn belt, and my Dad owns a feed mill. This meant overalls every Saturday, when I worked for far less per hour than I liked, and a John Deere key on a key chain before I could legally drive a car. I could proudly maneuver a front end loader all over the lot, loading mulch, spreading gravel, loading bulk topsoil, etc.
So, it came as no surprise when Aunt Jeeka, Uncle Jared, Poppy and Mia themed Emerson's first birthday gift around Mr. Deere. Books, a hat, and a riding toy included.
And don't you love when that seemingly gender specific toy, is loved by the next one?
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