Tuesday, July 11, 2006
at the playground when we saw another kid with a tricycle with a bell, I remembered that I had a bell in a drawer somewhere, from when Buster was little. I went home and dug around and found it for Buddy's trike. Now he is letting the whole neighborhood hear about it!
And when we saw another kid with a red wagon, I remembered how much fun they are. I went out to the shed and found Buster's old wagon. Nana gave it to him when he was three. We lived in the city then and we used it to bring home our Christmas tree. When he was 12 he used it for his paper route. So maybe our old stuff is pretty good, huh?