We first noticed this affection for the large trucks on our trip back from Florida in December. He has held the affection ever since.
We have a lengthy commute to work in the morning, and a lot of it is on the interstate. This means that we see lots of 18 wheeler trucks. Every time we pass one (yep, Momma has a tendency to drive fast!), B-Boy gets a Big Ol' Grin on his face.
I am not sure what about the truck makes him happy, but he really really really likes them.
I usually say "B-Boy, do you see the truck?" as we approach one. As we pass it, B-Boy will wave to tell the truck "hi!" and "bye-bye!". We also count the number that we pass... and we talk about what kind of truck it is.
Oh, a MILK truck! A flatbed truck! A dump truck! A McDonald's delivery truck!
I look forward to him speaking more about them, and I am sure that will come before we know it. If this keeps up, guess what B-Boy is gonna be for Halloween? :)
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