Yep, that's my boy. B.M.O.C.
Today, Little Man got a special treat. Since Mommy is going to scrapbook night tonight, Grandma was scheduled to come get him from school. This is nothing unusual. However, a little while ago, I received this picture message on my phone from the MIL.
Again, this is nothing unusual. I assumed that they were at home, riding Grandpa's vintage Oliver (he restores old Oliver tractors). Nope, not this time. See, this weekend is the annual Fall Festival at the local Historical Society. One of the many activities there is the Antique tractor show. Basically, anyone with an antique or vintage tractor is welcome to bring their little treasure out and leave it on display for the weekend. Grandpa was on his way to drop off his pride and joy, and decided that Ty deserved a special ride home from school. They pulled up in front of school on the big green beast and toted the Little Man away, in front of all his on-looking friends, equally green with envy. Then the boy got to ride over to the grounds and park the tractor for Grandpa. I just hope his little girlfriend (who he was caught hugging on camera-phone yesterday) doesn't think his "tractor is sexy".
I am in sooooo much trouble.