Boys in a Truck

Tessie had a girlfriend over to play today.  The princess dresses, crowns, and wands were out immediately.  At first Christian wanted to be everywhere the girls were, but I was having a hard time keeping up with hauling him around after them.  Just as the kids were finishing lunch, their grandfather, whom they call Babo, arrived.  Tessie and Christian were both happy to see him, but when he asked if they wanted to go see his new truck outside, all three kids replied with an enthusiastic “Yes!”

The girls were impressed enough to give it a quick look-over, then retreated to the house to have their nails painted.  Christian, on the other hand, was spell bound.  He sat on Babo’s lap, with both hands on the wheel, and a huge grin on his face.  In between coats of nail polish, I wandered outside to check on him.  As soon as he saw me he announced he was driving to the mountains, and turned his attention back to the wheel.

Christian was not the only one grinning from ear to ear.  Babo looked like he was having just as much fun as his grandson, on their imaginary trip to the mountains to go fishing and hunting.  Christian was sitting totally unsupported in his Babo’s lap, alternating between “steering” and honking the horn.  I think we will have to get him a truck.  While the girls were in the land of pink nail polish and sparkle tattoos, I watched my son and his grandfather having fun just being boys.  Boys in a truck.  It was a beautiful sight.