My oldest is all grown up. He's been working on the cotton harvest crew.
Kinda makes me sad... sniff, sniff
He runs the module builder all by himself... well except for his little helper.
He's not too fond of little brother helping though... he says he doesn't need his help or want it.
These big ole deeres strip the cotton that my punk packs into a module.
In fact, he was called to the field on our way home, and that's where he is as we speak....
In the meantime, Tater and I are off to his last soccer game.
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