Caleb loves the garbage truck. I usually take him outside when I hear it rumbling up the road so we can sit on the front steps and watch it take ours + 2 neighbors’ trash away. We point and I make comments about what a “big blue truck!” it is.
This day, I did not take him outside. I told him, “Caleb, the garbage truck is coming! Do you hear it?” He pointed to the window then scurried up the couch to peer out the window at it. Ella joined him.
I loved how Norman Rockwell-esque the scene was. A boy and his trusty dog, experiencing the world together.