hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work I go

This evening after I got dinner on, I went to the garage to clean the cat box and take the trash to the curb. Justin comes to the door (he had been playing with his trains and putting some train cars into his little backpack) and hollers... "mom, I goin' to work" and shuts the door. I go back in the house and Justin is as pictured. He was "going to work" and he wanted me to go with him. Apparently he works in the garage. And, his job is to make messes.