As usual, Curtis came home from the library yesterday with a stack of DVDs.
"Curtis, what movies did you get," I asked.
He stands at the top of the stairs and holds one DVD high above his head. It is impossible not to see the pride in his stance as he displays it.
I glance at the title, then read it aloud "Mighty Sanitation Machines?!"
"Garbage trucks," he replies.
The boy loves his garbage trucks.
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