Yep, pick-er, not pick-ing.
Between keeping his eyes peeled for American flags (our commute is surprisingly patriotic), my son has been going mad on cherry picker truck sightings. There are certainly a lot this season based on the consistent squeals of "cherry picker!" delight from the back seat. Yesterday we followed four driving in a row and one parked and activated with man in bucket all within eye-shot. Cement trucks are still my favorite though. My kiddo's favorite? Garbage trucks.
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| Or maybe cherry pickers are my new favorite! |
