pulling up the truck after the ride..benj's door didn't open & daddio no longer had a window.
but, we were so blessed to be able to run away from the truck with just a few scratches! so, so thankful. i hope i am able to thank those that helped us, they helped calm down the kiddos and a momma here.
we've had lots of fun in that black truck..
when we were married, oh the things they wrote on it... brandon m. & "my weiner loves seattle" it was supposed to say cialas. we left if parked at a friends home the week of or honeymoon & the poor wife's name was sara, too. i bet a few neighbors were giving them looks!
one year, the kiddos washed it for father's day. the sponge came off of the handle & one of them made a large scratch down the side of it.
the kiddos always loved decorating it up in the back for daddy to take to work. i bet he had the prettiest chalk drawings of anybody in the back.
of course, in a truck there had to be mudding. daddio actually did this all on a ride by himself, though i think i would have liked it.
the kiddos always loved leaving notes for daddio in there for his work day..
the kiddos are up and down with how they are feeling. one moment, their thinking of the new ride holiday world could have.. the next- anxiety of someone "falling off the road again." we keep reminding them things happen, but God kept us safe, we are in his hands & it will be ok. it will be ok.
it would really be ok in ben's mind if we were to get this...
i think only one was made.. so i don't think this will be a happening. :)