...are the best! Papa's tractor rides, that is. At least once every hour of every day, Tripp utters his famous three words..."Ride Papa's Shractor." He get's it honest. It's bred into him. I'm really surprised he wasn't born green with yellow hair. It's been an obsession with the men in my life for as long as I can remember. My Dad, Zac, and JA. It's only right that Tripp carries on the legacy. Papa broke out the "big tractor" for Tripp this weekend. Guess his excitement wore him out LOL! I'm certain that little seat Papa had put in just for the kids will be wore out over the next few years by a little man that adores his Papa...and his Papa's shractor :)
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