My brother named my stepdad’s truck Brutus many years ago when he was stuck driving it during a time period where he was car-less. It cracks us all up because the name is so appropriate. It’s an older truck that is an extra vehicle for our family. Sometimes you just need the bed of a truck to move things and it’s convenient to have one around.
Because this is an extra vehicle, it’s older. It’s not pristine by any means.
Unfortunately, Brutus had made contact with a deer in the past. 😦 Whoever owned Brutus previously definitely smoked cigars in it. (Ick.) And, this lovely truck has no functioning A/C.
But, Jasan loves the truck. He has the sound of the windshield wipers memorized…
And he’s a boy. Trucks are just cool.
It’s mulch spreading time of year, and Brutus is being utilized to move big piles around the yard. Jasan likes to hang with his Grampie, so I caught these shots yesterday.
He was content in truck world.
When the neighborhood kids come over, they all like to hang in Brutus.
Boys and trucks. 🙂