I'm not normally home on Tuesday mornings when the garbage man comes and I've only heard how Owen loves to watch the trucks when they come by. Today, I got to watch Owen as he watched his beloved stinky trucks. I thought the cutest part was when he insisted that the window be opened (even though the temperature outside was about 32 degrees) as they pulled in front of our house so he could see and hear it better. That was, until I saw him wave goodbye to the truck as it drove away. Sometimes he out-cutes himself.
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