Farm boy

My 12-year-old son John learned how to drive the backhoe this weekend–it should come in handy around the farm. My husband said John’s first job will be digging a hole someplace. I remember when John’s big brother Justin was 12 years old and learned to drive the backhoe. One day Justin saw me struggling with a shovel in my attempt to remove a whole bunch of cactus–a slow, thorny process. Pre-teen Justin drove the backhoe over and scooped out all the cactus in a matter of minutes. I’m thankful for mechanized agriculture and heavy equipment operators!