Boys and their toys

We woke up to snow this morning. 
I wasn't expecting that.  We've had unseasonably warm temps again for Feb.  and we haven't seen snow for days.

Brent went out to do chores, or so I thought, and the next thing I knew he was pushing a HUGE snowball around the side of the house and into the backyard.

He had a smile from ear to ear. 

So, I thought, "Ok, he's gonna make a snowman..."

I was wrong.

It started out as this...

There was a lot of contemplating...

and lifting...and sculpting.  (This was when I began to wonder what he was building.)

A tractor?  Really.  He was SO proud of himself.

He even asked me..."Are you gonna put this on the blog?"
Sure honey.  Whatever you want.

He came in and said, "Evan, did you see what I built?" 
"Sure Dad," Evan said,   "Although I would've cut a hole out of the cab and put a person in it."

Modifications, modifications...
Just hours later, the snow was totally melted off the ground, except for the pile of snow in the shape of tractor in the backyard.
When the kids went out to do chores, Evan disappeared.
A little while later, I saw him using the chicken scoops to shovel snow out of the cab. 
I couldn't help but laugh.  Snow was flying here and there, and sure enough, he was making room for a person in the cab!

I guess it just goes to prove...boys will be boys, and you don't get in the way of their toys.

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