We had an extra generous helping of large vehicles stop at our house in the month of June. A dump truck to drop off a load of wood chips. A log loader to drop off a load of logs. And an even bigger dump truck to drop off gravel for the Big Basement Project (more on that to come).
The gravel drop-off warranted some hardcore spectating (from every angle in rapid succession).
Funny dumpling.
There was a hitch in the process which gave us a much longer length of time to enjoy the excitement. The location of the dump site at a higher elevation necessitated the hydraulic arm's full extension, but the driver didn't have enough hydraulic fluid and had to go fetch some more with Rundy mid-dump.
Hence, snacks.
(It's never a bad time for snacks. But especially not while spectating.)
Intermission over.
We found a better view up on the hill when the truck dumped a second pile in a second location.
...but Pippin was a bit worried, so he hid behind me and fiddled with my ponytail.
Every day is a grand adventure at their age. (But especially when thrilling-terrifying-wonderful machines come to your house.)
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