My new tractor... a John Deere.
It goes on hay. From mummy.
It's a triple dualie. 1,2,3,4,5.
I want a snack.
Tractors live on hay.
It goes up the ramp.
--Gavin, 2.5 years
On the way to school we worked on saying "quadruple dualie" and counting the tires, but he came up with the "tractors live on hay" bit. And, I love the "I want a snack"! That's classic Gavin. Oh how many times a day I hear that...
Graeme had a pretty good birthday. Actually, that's not true. He was kind of cranky for most of the day. Maybe it's because Gavin got a cool tractor and he got clothes. (I'm totally kidding, Mom. The clothes and plush puppy are great.)
It goes on hay. From mummy.
It's a triple dualie. 1,2,3,4,5.
I want a snack.
Tractors live on hay.
It goes up the ramp.
--Gavin, 2.5 years
On the way to school we worked on saying "quadruple dualie" and counting the tires, but he came up with the "tractors live on hay" bit. And, I love the "I want a snack"! That's classic Gavin. Oh how many times a day I hear that...
Graeme had a pretty good birthday. Actually, that's not true. He was kind of cranky for most of the day. Maybe it's because Gavin got a cool tractor and he got clothes. (I'm totally kidding, Mom. The clothes and plush puppy are great.)
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