Owen loves garbage trucks. Whenever we put our car in reverse and back up, we hear from the back seat, "Boop, boop, boop." Fortunately for our little sanitation department aficionado we're staying in Waikiki, which is apparently garbage-pick-up central of Oahu. Trucks drive by every day except Sunday, and FOUR different kinds of trucks come by Saturday morning! Oddly, not one of them is a recycling truck. You'd think a community living on an island would be particularly interested in a single-stream recycling program. If you were thinking about Hawaii, you'd be wrong.
Owen's love of garbage trucks is not too surprising. When I was his age, I'd make piles of toys around the house and push an old suitcase from pile to pile. I'd then throw the toys onto on half of the open suit case and then dump the toys from one half into the other. "MMMMMMrrrrrr mmmmmmm RRRRRRRRR, buuhhhhssshhhhh!" Memories of my own experimentation with a career in trash removal inspired me to build a trash truck for Owen. So Erin and I took an old Costco diapers box (Super Couches, which we call "Super Coochies."), and an old wipes box ("Booty wipes"). Since we don't have any tape, we attached the boxes together using a plastic bag. Talk about recycling! Talk about ghetto toy!
Here's a couple videos of Owen the Garbage Man in action. In the first one he's figuring things out. By the second video, he's mastered it.