The closets in the bungalow are forever being scrutinized for organizational space.
The conversation went something like this after Easter brunch ..
Me. ."hey you guys .. do you want to keep that steering wheel for that video game you used to play .. (used to as in before they were married and then some). . . or can I get rid of that".
They said .. ."hey mom . . .that's good stuff. . you can't huck that. . let the kids use it."
So I hauled it out. . .and driving lessons were the rainy Easter day activity.
Lil' farm hand and Grandgirlie taking turns. . . driving Dampa all over the place.
Toys from the closet. . . with the depreciation figured in. . .free ..
Free entertainment . . . .priceless.
All for now. ..with love,