My husband and son have a weekly thing where they get on the John Deere tractor and mow the lawn. My son usually sits on my husband's lap with his ear protection on, grinning from ear to ear. Today when I looked out the window, I saw my little guy on the big daddy's lap, but he wasn't grinning from ear to ear. He was asleep at the wheel, drooling all over his daddy's arm. It must've been the late night fireworks that tuckered him out.
Let's hope he doesn't do that when he's sixteen and driving a car!