May 30, 2006 - Tuesday
Here's a cute little memory...
It's the first day of the spring that's been warm enough to take the top off the Tracker and I need to drive over to the Post Office with the boys. It's a short drive, but the I'd earlier set up the plug-in CD player and the boys agree on Dog On Fleas. The first song is Blueberry Pie and, rather uncharacteristically, both of them start singing along, and because the top is off and the wind is loud, they are both singing loudly. And so I start singing. And soon we're driving down River Road and all singing "blueberry pie, oh my" as loud as we can with the top open and the wind in our hair like a bunch of teenagers...except, of course, it's Dog On Fleas singing about blueberry pie and fruit.


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