On our last run to the dump Zoe and I sat in the car watching the ‘dance’ of the garbage trucks and bull dozers. (it was a busy day and they were moving fast!)  Suddenly, from the backseat I hear,

Z: I want one of those!

M: You weant a bull dozer?

Z: Yep, pink with sparkles.

M: Wow, pink and sparkles.

Z: Yes, for Daddy.