Thursday, 13 January 2011
Little man's big dream has been to drive big machines.
He plays with toy earth-movers for hours on end. He pores over board books with detailed pictures of many, many heavy lifters. He can correctly distinguish between a regular roller and a double-drum compacter. He points out telescopic handlers and cold planers and hydraulic excavators when we pass road works and building sites. He really, really loves machines.
On Thanksgiving, at Wolf Creek in Texas with Granddad Jim, his machine dream came true.
You know how you imagine when a kid gets what they always wanted they'll caper around and laugh and shout and get all excited? This was not like that at all. This was pure, steely focus. This was, "I have a job to learn, please let me concentrate."
He was the most seriously contented two-year-old ever.