After close to a year of bedtime discussions with Alex about the logistics for pouring the basement cement, the day finally arrived. Daddy took off work to bring Alex to the construction site and watch. He was so excited and barely blinked while it all went down. The truck from Mershon Cement had an "M" on the side, which Alex said was an "M for mommy." He insisted we bring his chair and we make a stop to pick up some butterscotch krimpets. "I love krumpets because you loved krumpets when you were little, Daddy."
It was visual overload for him today...we had a giant dump truck delivery of back fill, two cement trucks pouring the garage/basement, the excavator was loaded onto a huge flatbed tow truck, and a huge lumber delivery was dropped off and unloaded with a forklift. If there were ever a day for Alex to be onsite, this was the day. He did not stop talking about it. The only thing that got him to quiet down was a giant plate of profiteroles.
