Slice of Life: Day 28
Lunch was finished. Everyone was to head upstairs for a nap, but then we saw them… one city maintenance truck, two city maintenance trucks and a backhoe! All driving into our cul-de-sac! All coming to a stop in front of our house!
“Well the city sure responded to that request quickly,” I surprisingly told my husband.
Back during our snow days, we had a gas leak at home. They temporarily fixed the gas line seeing as though the ground was frozen and it was -30 with the wind chill. Needless to say it made our snow day quite memorable, but the gas company couldn’t completely fix what needed to be fixed. A few weeks later, the gas company came back out with a digger and had to do some more work on the gas line this time desecrating our front parkway and nearly uprooting our tree. So as the snow melted and ground thawed I have been left with a heaping mound of dirt, rock, grass and gnarled roots in my front yard. “We’ll be back,” they told my husband. So I finally put in the request last weekend that our parkway was in dire need of repair. Today that call was answered to my son’s delight!
We love living on a cul-de-sac and today was no exception. We pulled the dining room chairs up to the window. Both kids’ faces pressed to the glass as if to get closer to the action. The backhoe first… digging, scooping, digging, scooping. Up comes the dump truck… dump. Here to collect the mangled ground. Finally the eye sore will be gone! My son can’t get enough! My daughter bouncing up and down not sure what is going on, but, hey, this is something new to watch! On the chair. Off the chair. Standing. Crouching. All while trying to get the best view!
The first dump truck and backhoe take their position in the center of the cul-de-sac. Up drives the second dump truck onto the parkway. Lift gate down. Raise it up. Out pours new dirt to fill in the hole. Drag, plop, press, repeat. Taking care to make sure the dirt gets where it needs to go. Strategic. Then the seed. This guy is clearly the seed thrower. He has a technique. He is focused. He is purposeful. Just the right amount. Then the rake. Dragging, moving. Last, the leaf blower. Clean off the sidewalk and curb make it look like we weren’t here. Finally, the mound is gone and replaced with new dirt and grass seed with the hope new grass will grow and the tree that was once disturbed will continue to grow as well.
“Alright, buddy, time for bed.”
“They’re not done yet.”
“Yes, they are. They are just talking now.”
“You said when they were all done.”
“They’re done, buddy. Bedtime.”
The trucks, the backhoe, the work still do not make going to take a nap any easier!