A woman nearly collides with me and I get accused of honking the horn with my belly!
Wednesday, July 24, 2013 at 12:51PM 
As we left the gas station and drove through the Eagle River Carr's parking lot, a car started to back out of its space straight at my door. I honked my horn. She stopped with only two or 3 inches to spare. "Grandpa! You honked your horn!" Jobe exclaimed. "You honked your horn with your belly!" And so, for the next 10 or 15 miles, the boys continually laughed and joked about how grandpa had honked the horn with his belly. I did not honk the horn with my belly. I honked the horn with my hand! Then Kalib said he heard a train. We listened, nobody else claimed to hear a train. Margie did not hear a train. I did not hear a train. But then we came to a place where the brush was low enough to see over and there was a train. We are home now. As soon as we got here, the boys headed straight for the dirt pile.
Reader Comments (3)
Little boys are magnets to dirt piles and mud puddles. You can always find one or the other in the same area!
So cute! So typical of boys!
Sleep train,Talk Train,Walk Train,Eat Train,Think Train,Dream Train.. Sleep Train...hugs to the boys n one special to Kalib!