
Let me apologize now to all of the actual farmers out there that work for a life time perfecting the art of farming and take incredible risks to supply us with meat and produce that we can purchase and consume at our whim!
But what's a boy to do? He won't really remember living in the suburbs. I can't determine that he even remembers the old house. He's surrounded with tractors, animals, dirt, and fields everywhere he turns. So I can see where the confusion is. But he also thinks his name should be something more heroic like "Aragorn" or "Darth Vader" or something. (As if I'd name him after Darth Vader!) Oh, to be a boy and the whole world seems so big.
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If you had even tried to name him something as ridiculous as Darth Vadar, I would have made it my life mission to prevent that! No one should ever have to go through life with a stupid name, like Apple or Pilot Inspektor or Rumer or Tallulah. Especially since it isn't even the kids' fault that that is their name.
Love the picture!
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