Sam's current favorite book is My Big Truck Book, a five page board book filled with pictures of giant excavators and garbage trucks and fuel tankers and farm equipment. For weeks he's been looking out our back patio and pointing to the various pieces of construction equipment that they're using to build a home on Wildrose Road. We've watched big dump trucks haul away rock and bulldozers push dirt into hills and valleys and tall cranes lift lumber into place. So when the sun came out on Saturday morning, we headed out across the prairie behind our property on a mission to investigate the big digger sitting at the edge of the construction site.
We left our property with our eyes on the digger, but along the way we got distracted and found tons of things to explore in the prairie. Wispy stalks of prairie grass that tickled our noses. Tiny white prairie flowers holding on despite the cold freezing temperatures of October. Our feet sinking into soft squishy mounds of dirt created by mole tunnels. Tiny white puffballs that sent up little clouds of dust when poked with a stick. Dry leaves that we crackled and crushed and tossed in the wind. Fluffy seed pods that floated up and down with the prairie breezes. Small holes dug by ground squirrels and big scary holes dug by badgers. Running and laughing and playing catch-me-if-you-can and just being a kid outside in fall.
"Whoa," Sam said when we finally reached the big digger.
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I love that boy!!! He looks at the whole picture not just obvious. He will pick up the pieces as he goes to reach that final goal, whatever it may be. Mom did a very good job of telling the story, you could almost feel the grass brushing your feet and the smell of the autumn in the air.
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