diggers watch tv, too

Luc is enthralled with big machines. Bull dozers, backhoes, excavators, trenchers, dump trucks—driving past a construction site these days causes the backseat to erupt into squeals of “It’s a crane! Mommy, a digger! Mommy, Mommy, a front loader!” A couple of weeks ago, I ran across an ad for a construction site video for kids, which I promptly nexflixed. We popped it in the dvd player and whammo, our very own construction site machines to stare at in the comfort of our own home. SEE the big cat crawl to the top of a mountain of garbage at the city dump! OBSERVE the sheer tractor tear apart an old building! WATCH as the cement truck fills wall molds for a 30 foot high rise! Become SO BORED your eyes roll back in your head!

But not Luc—he is entranced. “Mom, I want to watch Mighty Machines!” Is it the image of so much brute strength that makes these big machines so wonderful to my little guy? Is it testosterone? I admit that I just don’t get the appeal. But that’s cool. He loves it, and that’s enough.

Here he is, watching a mac truck haul some gravel out of a quarry. See how he got all his diggers out and lined them up beside him on the couch? He told me he wanted them to be able to watch, too. I love the generosity of that.