My favorite memory of the girls seeing a truck on the road was when they saw the lobster truck. The lobster truck delivers fresh lobsters to restaurants in our area. It is black with a picture of a giant lobster on the side. This was a couple of years ago and the girls were being very silly. We saw the truck and pointed it out, moments later we hear “vroom vroom snap snap” from the back seat. I turn to look and see the two of them snapping their fingers like claws and then driving a pretend steering wheel.
For the next couple of months, we could ask the girls “What does a lobster truck say?” and they would reply “vroom vroom snap snap.” Of course if they saw one, they would say the same thing and laugh and laugh and laugh.
It has been a while since we have seen a lobster truck and the girls have forgotten about this. We say one on the road and pointed it out hoping to hear “vroom vroom snap snap” from the back seat, but they just sat quietly. We even asked them what it says, and we got the silent treatment.
Even though this memory only lives on with mom and dad, it is a good one. It reminds us of a time when it was just us and the girls and how adorable they were when they were little.
More importantly it reminds me of a time when they could sit in the back seat of the car and not fight or scream but be nice to each other.