Call It What You Want...

We went out to dinner this evening, and on the way back, Mark asked if we could go see the lights at Reynolds Farm Equipment. That's what he asked for -- to go to "Reynolds Farm Equipment".

For those who don't wander the State Road 37 in Fishers area, this wonderful John Deere dealer (exciting enough throughout the year) has a huge field that every Christmas they fill with a massive Christmas Light display. It's free. There are lines of traffic waiting to see it. And it's fun.

So as we were driving through, we noticed crowds inside, and it turned out to be an evening that Santa Claus was visiting the store. So we took the boys in. Mark and Daddy wandered the toy selection while Adam and I waited in a not-too-long line. During the wait, Adam excitedly pointed out the ride-on tractor toys around him: "Tac-tor!" (Words have gotten more clear even this week.)

Both boys sat on Santa's lap together -- the one who doesn't always like going to other people happily went to Santa (Daddy points out that Santa is, after all, a grandpa).

(Mark shows Santa something he'd like.)

Both boys look up at Daddy. Things would have been perfect if we'd had a camera with us, but at least Tim's phone has one.

After we visited Santa, each boy got a little John Deere tractor toy, and we wandered the store some more, seeing all the toys, and the equipment -- it is Reynolds Farm Equipment, after all. There were lots of kids trying out the tractors and mowers and "tractor loaders" and such, and both boys wanted to sit in the seats, too. (I was with Adam when he sat in the very big mower seat for a long time -- it was after bedtime -- but didn't have the camera, so no photo of that.)

Here's Mark inside a B-I-G tractor.

It was very fun, and a nice surprise for a fun little trip.

(Oh, yeah, and I got Red Lobster for supper. Mmmmmm. Happy tummy.)