Dear Mr. Garbage Truck Driver,
I am writing to say thank you for the 10 minutes you buy me every Tuesday between 8:15 and 9:00 am. If you look closely, you'll see an adorable little boy- not quite two and half feet tall, fascinated by the mechanical arm on your garbage truck.
He listens intently for you.
He watches in wonder as you pull up in front of our home with your engine revving and pistons pumping. He stares in awe as you and your truck lift all four trash dumpsters into your big truck.
And this, Mr. Garbage Man, is why I like you so.
For 10ish minutes every Tuesday,
my busy bee,
my busy bee,
my tornado of activity,
my dumper of all things dumpable...
He stays in one place.
Suddenly, the dishwasher gets unloaded without toy cars flying and blocks banging. The bed gets made and the breakfast mess gets cleaned up. Before you know it, this mama has her morning chores done and can sit on the floor next to her little man soaking up the moment...you know, the moment where the biggest thing in his world is how cool your truck is. It's the moment where this mama remembers "people over projects" and thinks about how next week when you come, maybe little mister man and I will just stand and watch your truck together!
Until next week-same time, same place,
Your biggest fan's happy mama
That is too cute, love it! :)
ReplyDeleteI loved this post. I don't have my boys yet, but my daycare kids run to the window to watch the garbage truck as well! Enjoy the times!
ReplyDeleteSweet! :) ...we all just came by to look at your beautiful pics, especially the ones on The Plaza that I just got done bragging about to them.
ReplyDeleteCute! Little boys and their trucks, so funny.
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