Every night Davy and I sit on the bed and read a story before he goes to sleep. He has lots of books about all sorts of things but 9 time out of 10 he picks "The Farm Book" for us to read.
It's a vintage golden book that we picked up a while ago at a thrift store and it talks about a family that lives on a farm and all the things they do. And every night Davy says, "that's a tractor like Grandpa's!" and, "that dog like Chief!" and,
"We ride horses with Uncle Luke Mom, Uncle Luke is a cowboy!"
We talk about how Grandma and Grandpa have chickens and cows and hay and tractors, and right now, at a time when I'm a little homesick and missing my family it's fun to sit with my boy at night and talk about them.
Then, when we're done and its time to go to sleep he asks if he can look at the book "a minute" in his bed and I let him. And I'm happy that he has such fond memories of visiting "the farm" at Grandma and Grandpas house, that he loves them so much
And that he falls asleep every night dreaming of cowboys and horses and Grandpa's tractor.




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