Those were the words our son used as he looked longingly at the stocks of rough wood.
What is a father to do but oblige?
So with wheels that were stashed in a long forgotten box and the wood that was left over from a project completed, a toy truck was crafted with love and with care.
The sounds and the stories that followed that day bring a smile to mind and a song to my heart. Oh, the creativity of imagination filled play.
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