Mr. Giddy-up needed a pre-supper and a post-supper cupcake, which is the right way to celebrate birthdays. Unless of course, there would happen to be a supper cupcake.
Do you see the word "Sucker" written on my forehead? Look closer, it's there.
Anyway, he's very into dirt and trucks and cars. For his birthday, I bought him a Bruder firetruck and was pretty impressed, so I've since scoped out those toys when visiting The Home Store or TJMax, seeing if I could find another of that brand.
I found a concrete mixer many weeks back and have had in the back of the car ever since. One Playdate, shortly thereafter, I needed something out of the car, opened the back with him on my hip, and he spied the box. He asked for it and I hurriedly shut the door, knowing he only got a glimpse, and told him that was for another time and went on about our business. He's talked about that concrete mixer ever since. So, here we were, in a pile of dirt with his trucks and he's still talking about the concrete mixer. Can you guess the end of this story? Ahem.
Off I went to retrieve it. And music to my ears followed. "I love this concrete mixer." "Mines concrete mixer is the best." Well then.
The next hour was spent in some serious concrete mixing. I might add that I enjoyed my birthday cupcake after my first employment as concrete mixer's assistant with concrete mix (dirt) from head to toe.
I don't know what I was thinking anyway. You can't mix concrete in the winter.