Diggers and Dumpers

Like most young boys, Nathan loves trucks of all kinds, dump trucks, garbage trucks, and any other sort of heavy equipment. He has multiple PJ's with both diggers and dumpers on them, and one of his favorite books is called Diggers and Dumpers. One of our best purchases was $4 worth of beans that we placed in a plastic bin for Nathan to use with all his dump trucks and bulldozers.

Last year friends of ours told us about Dozer Day, an event in Clark County where kids get to ride on heavy equipment. In past years it was a small event and often sold out, so we scooped up tickets months ago, knowing that Nathan would love to take a ride on some large equipment. We were pleasantly surprised to find out the event had expanded to the fairgrounds this year and increased their number of attractions.

There really was quite a bit to do. There were at least a dozen or more excavators, bulldozers and bobcats for children to ride on. Each ride was about 2-3 minutes and they would drive the equipment back and forth and move some dirt around. Nathan was so excited that he didn't even mind the half hour wait.

Outside of the activity area there were various venders who would give out stickers to the kids who could then decorate the plastic hard hat they were given upon entry. There were firetrucks, ambulances, garbage trucks, cement trucks, just about anything you can think of for kids to climb in and play with. There was even a skills challenge area just for adults where one of the challenges was to pick up a soccer ball with an excavator and then place it in a garbage can. The lines were much shorter for the adult only area, but we were far too busy keeping Nathan busy to try. Maybe next year.

After having his hat blow off once, Nathan's hand never left the top of his head,
ensuring that he did not lose his new hard hat.

Nathan's first choice happened to be the excavator with the smallest line,
next year maybe we'll wait to go on one of the larger diggers.

Nathan in front of a firetruck.

If you look just right Andrew is there on Erin's back. He came too,
and despite not really knowing what was going on, he was great.
Big props to Erin for carrying him on her back for 3 hours too.

There were giant tires all over the place for kids to play on. Nathan was
initially hesitant, but quickly figured out it was just one big playground.

Nathan's second ride was on a bulldozer, he seemed to really enjoy this one.

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