For about six months now, anytime someone asks Dylan "What do you want to be when you grow up?", he always answers "A Daddy."
(Which just totally warms my heart by the way. I've heard someone say "When deciding who to marry, choose someone that you would be pleased if your children turned out just like him." I totally butchered that quote, but you get the idea. If that's a standard for a great spouse then I hit the jackpot. I pray that Ryan and Dylan turn into men like their Dad. But I digress....)
Dylan takes his training for his future role of Daddy pretty seriously.
Jonathan is pretty safety conscious, so I think it takes him twice as long to mow when Dylan is following him around. He's always looking behind him, making sure he knows the location of his little shadow.
Generally by the time they finish, Dylan has worked up a sweat just like Dad has. He persists with his 'mowing' even in the dead heat of summer. He's a devoted little helper.
For the last few laps today, Dylan upgraded to the real deal. (With some help from Dad of course.)
This was the last time they'll be mowing this yard -- only five days away from the big move! (And a much bigger yard for my two landscapers to tackle!)
I really love these pictures...what a little helper he is! I can't wait to see pictures of your new house! How exciting! (I must tell you that I don't comment as often as I used to because I mostly just used google reader to check on my blogs!...I'm still reading yours though!)