Dream come true
When we lived in our townhouse, our grass was cut every week by a lawn service. Jacob still pretends that almost every car he pushes around is a riding lawn mower.
My Grandpa uses this one at their property they have a couple of hours south of St. Louis. He was having problems with it so he brought it back to St. Louis with him to work on it. It was still on the trailer in the driveway and I thought Jacob was going to pass out when he saw it and was able to sit on it. This picture does nothing to show his excitement.