I chopped off the bottom of a onesie that Zeke couldn't use (why does anyone make onesies in size 3T, anyway?) and turned it into a regular shirt before sewing a tractor on top. It was his only birthday gift from us (ahem...coddling grandmas), and he loves it.
I told him it's only to be used for hanging on the wall,
but he insists that it's better used for stick-hauling.
To Zeke, Grandpa Johnson equals tractor rides.
So for those tractor buffs among you-- yes, that's a John Deere 2940 on my son's old onesie.
That shirt is terrific. I thought of Dad immediately, as soon as I saw the very first photo. Something about big John Deere tractors.
ReplyDeleteOr cute, little orangish-red ones... :)
ReplyDeleteThe legacy continues...
ReplyDeleteLove this post and the pictures. The shirt is adorable and Zeke is precious, truly precious! :)
Much love!
Thanks, Molly. He is, indeed!
ReplyDeleteYou are wonderful. I love this post. The words and all the photos.
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