I guess it's no surprise that little boys like all kinds of trucks, and Caleb is no exception. I also think it's too bad that Tonka doesn't make their stamped metal monstrosities anymore, as they were great fun when I was growing up. Uncle Eric and I had a couple of those fire trucks when we were young. Thanks to Uncle Bill, we now have one of them. Here's Caleb playing with it:
And here's someone else and the other truck on a Christmas morning long ago:
Hey, it's Wednesday . . . you write the caption . . .
. . . and have a very Merry Christmas, from our family to you and yours! We'll be traveling to Texas, so the blog won't be back until Sunday at the earliest.
Just in case you need a little reminder what Christmas is all about, we present the following:
In which Caleb plays with his Christmas presents from Grammy and Grandpa:
[Yes, a few days early, but Grammy and Grandpa just stopped by for the night on their way to Philadelphia. We'll be out in Texas for the holiday, so this was Grammy and Grandpa's chance to get to see Caleb.]