Every Friday we are usually still in my bedroom with both boys snuggled into bed along with me. Around 8 am we hear that familiar sound of the garbage man coming down the road. At that moment R usually jumps out of bed in excitement and runs to our window to catch a glimpse of the garbage truck with its mechanical arm. He watches in amazement as the robotic arm picks up the garbage can and shakes the garbage out then gently returns the can to the curb.
This week started what is supposed to be a warm spell. I worry about having Lil Boo Bear out when it is so warm so I decided we should go on a morning walk and watch out for the garbage truck. On our way to the "secret forest" (a place I set as a destination to make R really excited for our walk) we saw the garbage man pull into the neighborhood and R stood frozen watching one of his weekly highlights.
By the time we reached home the recycling truck was starting his rounds on our street. R ran to the rock in our alley and quietly sat to watch it do his job.
This kid is 100 % boy.