Thursday night, Ethan and I watched Farmer Jim harvest soybeans. We stood next to the combine as it was unloading into the wagons. The wheels on the tractor pulling the wagons were as as tall as me, and combine was even larger. The size had quite an impression on Ethan: he didn’t want to leave my arms.
For another sort of adventure, this morning Ethan listened to Ranger Bill for the first time. I gave him some background on what Ranger Bill does. My description apparently reminded him of Hans Christian Anderson’s St. George. This was Ethan’s opinion of Ranger Bill: “He's very brave. He's not afraid of dragons or combines or tractors.”