One of Mason's first words after the usual, Momma, dada, no etc. was the word "tractor" which he used every time he saw any type of heavy equipment. As you drive down the road with him and he sees some type of machinery, he starts yelling, "Tractor, tractor tractor..." and if you don't acknowledge it, then he shouts louder until you do. When the kids came to Tucson for a visit in October, Mason's great grandpa (my dad) has a backhoe that he uses to dig graves with at the local Church cemetery. So, Mason got to climb aboard with his Dad and take a drive, eventually getting a chance to drive it!
He was in heaven.
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