Today Herr Meow and a little friend went to the Oxon Hill farm just outside the DC diamond.

Before I go any farther, I would like to point out the fact that this farm, which once and not too long ago was a vibrant and useful part of the everyday life, is one of those strange luxuries where farm-shy dudettes like me get to pretend that we know our way around farm animals and equipment. It's like, "Oh wow, people! A Farm! How quaint and…. different!"

Anyway, when in the farm we did as the farmers do and both boys went crazy for the tractors.

Walk ten feet. "Tactor!"

Walk a little longer. "Tactor!"

Go inside a building. "Tactor"
(It was actually a phaeton, but hey)

Break for lunch. "Canky cwane
, mommy!"

Drive back. "Look mommy! Backhoe loader bucket!"

Yes. Herr Meow likes heavy machinery. And let me tell you: it is NOT easy to photograph those suckers! They have very hard lines and take up too much space and are angular and reflect the light and they MOVE!

And they DIG! And they TEAR UP THE ROAD!

BACKHOE!!!!!!!! 

_________

Let's just say I enjoy being the mother of a boy.