#73

The green box thing is a tackle box. It is not really that huge. If you would like to see how big it really is, you may want to contribute to the purchase of my fathers day gift. After I receive it I will take a picture of myself with a huge smile on my face, holding my new tackle box and you will see that it is not really that big.
Glen and Becky were here this weekend and stayed at our house. It was so good to have them here so we could see the boys. Sorry Glen and Becky. Last night when I was getting ready to go to bed as I opened the bathroom door to go to bed there stood Ben. "Who flushed the toilet?" He asked me. I told him I had and of course that just initiated more questions. Here they are in order. Why? Because I went to the bathroom. Howcome? I had to go. Pee or poop? Pee. This is where we reached the end. He said "Oh" and went downstairs. I followed him to the basement stairs and heard him tell Becky. "That was the mystery of the flushing toilet." I still laugh as I think of it this morning. That kid just cracks me up. Yesterday Angie was going to take him to town and to a movie. He was walking around the house with his coat on and getting impatient. Finally he told Angie that if she didn't hurry he was going to go by himself. He is only four, I don't know where he comes up with this stuff.
Anyways, I have a cold so am not going to church this morning. Now I am going to lay on the couch, drink coffee and watch a few fishing shows. Have a nice day.

#72

This is old news in that it happened a while back, but seeing as how the story has not been told, and I only blog infrequently, I thought it would be okay to tell the story.

The other weekend when we went to the Western Development Museum, henceforth called the wdm, I found myself alone for a while looking at old cars. When I have to walk for a while I bring a walker because my back gets quite sore if I try to walk any distance without assistance. Anyways, back to the story. I was sitting on the seat on the walker and I must not have been moving, while I was reading the write-up on this car. All at once at the same time as my arm got squeezed, a child's voice said, "Look Mommy, this guy looks really real." Of course when he squeezed my arm I moved and scared this 10 year old kid out of probably a years growth. I laughed, his parents laughed and the kid walked away all embarrassed. It was quite funny.

The main reason for writing this post though was because I wanted to get my fathers day wish list out there so that all those wanting to contribute towards a little something for my gift would have lots of time to save their penny's. Or something a little bigger if the contributors list is a little short. Here is photo.

For information on where this box can be purchased or any further information on other boxes of like quality, contact the writer.