This kid looks cuter in overalls and a sun hat than any farmer I know.
I mean, if for nothing else, the farming thing is worth it just to pose my kid in clothes like this against a background like this. Right?
I don't expect her to farm when she grows up. But, until then, she has no choice. In fact, she's already picking grass.
(Kid, I will tell you this now: This is an exercise in futility. Grass grows where you don't want it to grow and dies where you do want it to grow. This is the life you will know -- you might as well get used to it.)