Tuesdays = Street Sweeper

The street sweeper comes every Tuesday morning.  For a long time it both fascinated and terrified the Roc.  He would pull a chair over to the sink and stand on it so he was as far away as he could be from the front windows, and still see out.  Time has a way of changing almost everything.  Now he waits patiently by the window as soon as he hears it,

and watches intently as the sweeper goes by.

A fear has turned into a joy.  How far he has come!


8 thoughts on “Tuesdays = Street Sweeper

  1. We have so many similar street sweeper stories… The marching band, the garbage trucks, the shower. But yes, how far he has come and how far he will go. All the way to the moon, as my son likes to say.

  2. Pingback: He’s 6! « The Roc Chronicles

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