Like most boys, Jack loves anything that goes. He loves cars, planes, busses, boats, trains

, trucks, helicopters, and most importantly tractors. The kid not only likes tractors, but he can tell you the names of all the tractors. If we are driving down the street and I see a tractor, I will point it out to him and he will tell me that it is a backhoe, or bulldozer or excavator, scoop, hook, crane or whatever else it is. I don't even know the difference between them all but he knows and he loves them. So one Saturday in July we snuck onto Bryan's job site (well I guess it's not really sneaking when you have the key and are running the place.) However Bryan took Jack for his first tractor ride and he was thrilled. Actually at first he was a little timid by it all, but he relaxed and really enjoyed himself after Bryan beeped the horn a couple of times, he thought that was funny.
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