This is Grave Digger, the infamous monster truck that has been around forever, as Nick has informed me. (I was a girly girl growing up and have no prior experience with such vehicles. ;-) Ben has a toy Grave Digger, and was very excited to see the real thing in action..."That's just like my toy, Daddy!!"
Ben and Gabe snacking and intently watching:
And...they're off!
The gang (minus Nick):
Ben still talks about the show. Especially the trucks jumping and crushing cars and (Ben's favorite) a schoolbus.
Recently, after apprehending the little guy after dashing off into the parking lot without me, I was reprimanding him. I explained why it was unsafe to run away without me with all the cars moving around. As many of you know, Ben has trouble with attention, so I was trying to use something interesting to help him understand. I said, "Ben, when you run away from me, its not safe. Because those cars are a lot bigger than you. They could run you over like a monster truck!" He understood exactly what I meant, but unfortunately, failed to see this as a problem. He said (with much enthusiasm), "Ooooo! That car is like Grave Digger! And I gonna be like the school bus!! It gonna crush me like a bug!" Yeah, Ben. Not good. Yikes.
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Hi Kristy,
I love your new layout and your new profile. The monster truck show sounds like it was a lot of fun, although I couldn't see any of the photos. I'll try back later.
Oops! Sorry about the photo mishap, it should be fixed now! :-)
Wow, that truck is scary looking. I'd hate to be that guy standing out there in the middle of both those huge trucks.
Yeah, Teagan thought it was funny when we tried to explain that one to her too. She giggles when she says she'd be "squished like roadkill" but she is actually quite mindful about holding my hand in the parking lot. I have always tried to use very consistent, precise words with her each time. Something like "hold hand. parking lot." Most of the time I don't have to say it now, she just grabs my hand. But she's a girl. :)
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