Random memories... (Permalink)Of course, it led to the endless rants from my father because we always left our crayons in the back... You can imagine how fun it is to see the crayons melted into the mats. I remember being at July 4th fireworks and at nights, when we're heading home, my sister and I would lay in a certain position where we can see the moon through the side window and wonder how it could easily follow us anywhere...
It was sad that the station wagon was sold off. Trips were no longer fun when you're forced to sit up and be buckled in. *smirks*
Posted by Blue Green Gem
at 12:01 AM EST
