When I grow up...

Construction workers and every kind of heavy machinery ever made have been part of the hustle and bustle in our little village lately.  Digging holes, then filling them in,  then digging more holes and filling those in.  It's almost as if someone has discovered gold under our quiet street!
There is only one person who I know that enjoys the constant roar of backhoes, bulldozers and excavators...

   

My little guy couldn't be more pleased with the goings on.  He actually pulled a chair up to the window to sit and watch all the activity.

He didn't even notice I was taking his photo.