truck spotting. he can hear them rumbling down the street. be it a garbage truck, utility vehicle and oh my goodness watch out if it's anything with a siren. he goes running for the windows and is so serious keeping a look out for them.
those feet though. they are the best, especially when he's on his tip-toes.
why do i photograph these things? because one day he won't run with excitement at the sound of a truck pulling down the street. the sound of a siren won't make him say to me in a super loud voice "oh my goodness, do you hear that mama?" he won't be still in his trance-like state eyeing one of his favorite things...trucks.
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