10 is not quite 25


By the time Asher was 1 year old, he had started driving with his grandpa on a big blue Ford tractor.  When he was 3, Asher named the tractor Tommy White, for the white writing.  When he was 4, he gave Tommy White a birthday party, complete with presents and had us all singing happy birthday.


What we’ll do for our kids never ceases to amaze me!  Did I really sing to a tractor?


When he was 5, he started asking when he would be old enough to drive the tractor alone. 


Um, alone?  Not until you’re 25, thank you very much!  But then his grandpa says, “I was driving a tractor as soon as my feet could reach the pedals, around 8 or 9, but that was a smaller tractor…”


Asher remembered that.  And this summer, gulp, his feet reached the pedals.  And after his daddy had taught him, and his mama’s heartrate had gone down, he took me for a ride around the farm.



This last weekend, he asked his grandpa for a job using the tractor.  And while the land is no longer farmed, there was a big pile of dirt that needed smoothing out.  For 6 hours that Saturday, Asher worked the same land that his grandpa, his great-grandpa, and his great-great-grandpa worked.  Back and forth, going at it from all angles. 



All of those grandpa’s would have been mighty proud.  His mama was too, even though 10 is not quite 25.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Cousin Sara
    Oct 28, 2008 @ 22:43:38

    That is totally the kind of thing you would’ve insisted on doing when you were ten, if we’d had access to a tractor. You were fearless.

  2. Adriane
    Oct 29, 2008 @ 12:39:32

    What a great post–cute story! I’m so glad you’ve joined the blogging world with your momma moments!

    It’s interesting to hear that you were also a fearless child, much like the imaginative and intrepid Asher! What goes around comes around, eh? 😉

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