Me:Burtch, what color is this?
The Pilot: (beams with pride) It sure is! What a smart boy!
For you non- farm, girlie mom’s John Deere Tractors are green. There are many other brands of quality tractors but this is the kind we own. And their genius marketing department has done a stellar job at licensing their name for toys.
Before I had kids I thought that most boys liked “boy stuff” and most girls liked “girl stuff” only because that’s what they were taught. When I discovered I was having a boy I thought I would be a cool, hippy dippy boy mom and give him baby dolls to play with. (Don’t tell the Pilot about that.) I want my boys to be feminists and I felt like having a gender neutral attitude about toys was a good start. Well, those boys don’t care two toots about a baby doll.
That Burtch has been drawn to, mesmerized and entranced by tractors and trucks, aka broom-brooms, since before he ever had the first tractor or truck toy. The first time The Pilot held him in his lap on a tractor he was less than 6 months old. He somehow knew just what to do and he jerked that steering wheel right and left. How did he know? He had never seen us drive because he was still rear facing in his car seat. There is so much knowledge that they arrive here on earth already equipped with. Incredible! That’s just one of the millions of little things that amaze me about children.
Although The Pilot hasn’t done any hay farming since the boys have been born we still have the tractor and The Pilot uses it to do odd jobs around the property. The most important of those jobs is as a jungle gym for Burtch. He makes a beeline for it every time we go outside. And looking back at our photos The Pilot and I may have done a little bit (read: bought way too many green toys) to encourage the little John Deere fanatic…
|Burtch’s very own tractor-cycle!|
|Burtch’s 2nd Birthday. Do you notice any sort of theme?
(Please disregard the 20 extra pounds packed into the John Deere shirt. Let’s just all be grateful they’re no longer with me!)
Hmmm…Burtch may not be the only one in our family that may need to start attending the local chapter of John Deere-aholic’s Anonymous. We seem to have a large amount of photos of the tractor. Why would one take so many photos of a piece of farm equipment?
|I wasn’t photographing the tractor! Really! I was shooting the back of the sunflower. I was.|
|Here’s one was of the snow. Yeah. The dog in the snow. Definitely not the tractor.|
|Do I even need to explain? This is of our cat, Cotton Picker. He just happens to be on the tractor.|