The Unauthorized Biography of Rosco P. Coltrane

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Tuesday, June 19, 2007

The Simple Things We Used To Do

Last night, I was on my way home from work and stopped by the Hodskins to drop off something for the boys. One of my favorite things to do is stop by with little toys for the boys.

I had picked up some Styrofoam planes for them at the little dollar store in Fiesta Square. I was walking from the movie theater to Hastings and saw the planes in the window. I bought two and brought them over to Aidan and Patrick.

So we spent probably 30 minutes in their front yard trying to get the planes to do loops. It was a really big deal when Kent finally got the planes to do two loops.

I remember when such simple things used to give me so much pleasure. Nothing fancy. Just anything I could find, my imagination, and joy. I miss those days of cardboard castles. I miss those days of mini-van saunas. I miss those days of cow trough swimming pools.


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