Probably the most exciting times in Caleb's day is when he hears either the ice cream truck or the garbage truck in our neighborhood. A big smile hits his face, then he grabs your hand pulling you towards the door and says, "Come on, come on." He doesn't even know the real excitement of the ice cream truck...the fact that it has yummy (over-priced) ice cream. He just knows that it plays cool music and loves to follow it around the neighborhood. The poor driver can't ever figure out if we actually want to purchase anything or not.

I'm still trying to figure out what Caleb finds so exciting about the garbage truck. We have to go outside and watch it go all the way down our street before he's content to get out of the hot sun and go inside again.
2 comments:
A truck is a truck. All boys like those.
Oh how funny that you follow the ice cream truck! I bet Caleb loves that! I remember looking out the window starring at the garbage trucks. I remember when men used to come and empty your trash, but then they got those NEW garbage trucks with the cool robot-type claw that comes and grabs your trash can, yanks it up into the air, shakes the life out of it, and returns it to the curb empty, but with the lid open. =) I was kinda a boy. =)
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