Before our trip to Minnesota, we had been looking at farm books and learning about the kinds of things you find on the farm. Like a lot of little kids, Evie seemed fascinated with the large machinery. She would sometimes get things mixed up, like calling all the planes on the tarmac "combines." But she certainly knew what tractors were, and when she got to the farm, she wanted to drive one. Turning me into a nervous wreck, my dad actually let Evie sit in the seat and steer the tractor. Evie kept it interesting by asking "what's that?" and then grabbing the throttle before Dad could stop her. Vrroom! Thank goodness it wasn't in gear. Of course, Dad had the tractor going very slow and always kept one hand on the wheel. Evie made a complete loop in the yard and managed to not hit anything. She talked about driving the tractor for days following.
Evie and Grandpa Wayne walking out to test drive a tractor
Grandpa Wayne explains what everything does. Evie just wants to get to business.
"You get to do this everyday?!"
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