Guthrie loves big trucks. Whenever he sees one, he proceeds to make a high-pitched sing songy sound, bounce up and down, and reach his arm out towards the truck. Our neighbor across the street, Smitty, drives an 18-wheeler and often comes home for lunch in it (minus the trailer). So every day before his lunch, Guthrie gets to take a look at the big cab across the street.
Today city workers were cleaning out the storm drains and sewers on our street. We hung out in the front yard for a while watching them work.
Look mom, a big truck!
It got a little scary when they turned on the pump (it was really really loud), so that was the end of that fun!