To Work Like Dad

Every day Trig wakes up and asks, "where's dad"? Sometimes dad is home, sometimes he has already gone. No matter the answer as to where he is Trig says, "can me go to work with dad"? Then he finds his Levis and his cowboy shirt (everyday its the same shirt unless its soaking wet in the washer. He finds it whether it be in his drawer, the dirty clothes, the dryer). Dean is pretty good to take him when he can. This day Dean was obviously having a weak moment because Trig came home with this little tractor from the parts store. I walked out to see it and asked, "Trig what are you going to do with that". Of course he said, "me go to work like dad". A lot of work has been done much to my dismay... he is always willing to haul a baby for Josie, or haul the sand out of the sand pile and dump it on the grass, or haul the gravel from the driveway into the dog run; dang kid and his 'work'.