Lucky little boy.

Skyler is pretty fortunate.  I remember as a kid always wanting to ride on tractors.  Problem was, there wasn't any at our house.  I would have to wait for a trip to Grandma and Grandpa's farm to play tractor.  That would explain my obsession with someday owning a tractor.  Or five.  All this week when I would let Maizey out, Skyler would point to the tractors in the garage and shout "tractor".  It was time for another cruise through the neighborhood.

(Sorry about the clarity, someone put their fingerprint on the camera lens.)

Today we're going out to Tooele to watch the antique tractor pulls.  I'm sure it will be as big of a hit with Skyler as it will be for me.  Happy Friday everyone!