Cliff and I made the four-hour trip (one way) to his Kansas brother's place today, to pick up some freebie lights for the shop. Don has a friend named Pat who helps him a lot; he's raising his grandson, and the kid is bound to grow up to be a mechanic, being raised in a shop and all.
I can't tell you the baby's name (it was a very unusual one, and started with "La"); I don't know his age, although I'd guess he's about eighteen months old. But I did get some cute pictures of the little stranger.
He loves tractors.
Here's what happens when you take the little grease-monkey off a tractor.
Here's the desperate look he gets on his face when somebody leaves him behind in the pickup.
Like most males, it doesn't take a lot to make him happy.
And he loves to make new friends.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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3 comments:
Cutie! That's one long trip for a day ... I'm doing one just like it next weekend. LOL
Yep a tractor, a truck, and a dog, thats all a little boy needs. Paula
oh, what a cutie pie
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