The Pug

Here's another Landen-ism for you.
A few years ago--probably around the same time Landen started comparing his bodily waste to landmarks--David's dad got a new tractor.
David told his toddler son, "We're going to call this tractor the 'Paw-Hog'!"
Landen, who was just started to speak English and part from the Landen-ese that we were so accustomed, immediately starting calling that tractor, "The Pug."
Soon it wasn't just that tractor. Any tractor with that style was now given that name. He even had toy Pugs. When I'd choose a tractor and ask if it was a Pug, David and Landen would just look at each other and roll their eyes. How ignorant was I to not know a Pug when I saw one?
I still can't tell.
Shortly before Landen started school, we wondered how his little farmer friends would take to this news that certain John Deere tractors were called "Pugs."
As it turned out, there was no traumatic day when he came home crying with the realization that there was no such thing. Somewhere between that first day and the last, the name just kind of faded out of our household.
Until today. Landen was having a spat with his brother over which tractor was his.
He went downstairs and came back up exclaiming, "Nathan! My Pug has more horsepower than yours!"
Oh, Pug. It's good to have you back.