Yesterday it was raining ALL DAY LONG. Natalie was sick and therefor out of commission, and Lilly was at Cousin Amelia's birthday bash. So Sawyer and I were hanging out. As soon as the rain stopped (at about 5:00pm) we were outside. He goes out, and stands in the middle of the driveway. He looks up toward the house where the tractor is parked, and then turns and looks to the quad. He calls to me in the most sugary-sweet voice and says "Mama? Kah rye... Mama? Mama? I get that at least 742 times a day. Life can't be better for a little guy with machines to ride on!
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