Watching the 'dactrows' (aka tractors)

Week before last, I was down at Lindsey's.  My little man had pneumonia...and, well, it was a time Mimi needed to go.

After starting his antibiotics, it didn't take Benjamin too long before he felt like going outside to play.

One morning, about 9:30, he heard the 'dactrows' (aka, tractors) in the field behind their house.  I asked him if he wanted to go see the tractors...and, of course, he did.  Off we went.

There is a log on the edge of the field, and we decided to sit there and watch...

Mimi and her recovering-from-pneumonia-little-man...

Benjamin told me to come sit next to him... but I told him to wait while I took some pictures.

He was in awe...

Now you may be wondering what this photo is...I'll give you a hint:

One little boy who is just about completely potty trained...
and sitting on a log for an hour or more watching tractors...
coupled with a lot of water consumed...
adding a sincere dislike to the idea of leaving the tractors to go in the house...

well, we did see one of the men on the tractor relieve himself next to the tractor...

Benjamin loved getting the ground wet!

"Tractor is moving dirt, Mimi!" 

After about an hour and a half or so, both tractors stopped.  Benjamin was pointing to the tractor nearest us, and telling me it had two lights (true!).  We took a little walk up to see it up close.  However, some nice man with a great Ozzie accent came up to me, apologized, but said we needed to not be on the working part of the field.  "The big guns are here!' he told me.  He said as soon as they left, we could come back...

What fun for my little man and his Mimi...sitting on a log, watching tractors.

The next morning, we were out there, me with my coffee, sitting on the log, watching the tractors!

What fun!