So far, one of my most favorite stories of the next generation of Grapes is my nephew's love for large trucks and tractors, and the lengths to which my brother is willing to go to satisfy the truck and tractor cravings.
My brother (.3) will go running with my nephew (.4) and they will go past construction sites because they are filled with tractors, trucks, back-hoes and cranes. They may take a few laps around the block (despite inhalation of copious amounts of construction dust) in response to .4's pleas of "tractor 'dain, Daddy! Tractor 'dain!"
In his bedroom, .4 will hear the dump truck go by and will watch, enrapt, as the red truck inches slowly up the street, the men jumping off the back to pick up trash cans. "Dump truck 'dain!" Fortunately, the dump truck DOES come again, because once the trash is collected, it returns to collect the recycling.
Unfortunately, there is no repeat for the fire truck. "Fire truck 'dain, Daddy! Fire truck 'dain!"
.3: I don't know what to do? I feel so bad. I want him to see the fire truck again, because he just seems so sad. I almost want to start a fire so the fire trucks have to come back and stay for him.
I don't know. While arson is one route, maybe the better option would be to take your next run to the fire station.
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