It's the Little Things...

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Sigmund

Waiting in Uber.
Jan 3, 2010
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Having my sleepy son come into our room during a thunderstorm and crawling up between my wife and I, then hearing his long sigh of relief as he drops into sleep because he knows mom and dad won't let anything happen to him.

:blues:

My son was about 4/5 years old and was coloring. The TV was on. The Toys R Us commercial came on, "I don't want to grow up I'm a Toys R Us kid..." I heard my son say to himself, "I don't want to grow up. Momma and Poppa take care of me real good." That was awesome.:love_heart:

Peace.

Have a great weekend, Sir.
 

Grandpa

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~Driving on a very curvy road, very fast, without using my brakes; just downshifting to slow down on the curves.

I sorta agree - except for me, this isn't a "little" thing. Driving through the mountains fast and zippy in the Little Red Beast is one of my go-to great feelings.

I just had one of the little things, though - made a PB&J on one slide of bread, folded it over, and licked the gooshed-out jelly off the edge. Yum.
 

ghost19

"Have I run too far to get home?"
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:blues:

My son was about 4/5 years old and was coloring. The TV was on. The Toys R Us commercial came on, "I don't want to grow up I'm a Toys R Us kid..." I heard my son say to himself, "I don't want to grow up. Momma and Poppa take care of me real good." That was awesome.:love_heart:

Peace.

Have a great weekend, Sir.
You too Sig. Have a good one.
 

Sigmund

Waiting in Uber.
Jan 3, 2010
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44,046
In your mirror.
I sorta agree - except for me, this isn't a "little" thing. Driving through the mountains fast and zippy in the Little Red Beast is one of my go-to great feelings.
~Driving on a very curvy road, very fast, without using my brakes; just downshifting to slow down on the curves.

Totally understand the driving!

Mine was tooling down the interstate in my 1970 Thunderbird with the 429 Thunderjet engine! That baby rode smmmooothh. (So smooth in fact, every time the police officer pulled me over and asked, "Do you know how fast you were going?" I would honestly say, "No. But I know speedometer goes up to 120 MPH!" Ha!

Peace.