the universality of boys and trucks

I brought out a set of plastic toy trucks for our boys to play with yesterday. 

Because, of course everyone knows that toy trucks are the universal language of boys everywhere.

The fun began, 

and lasted,

and lasted,

and lasted...

and lasted,
all the way till we had to clean up for dinner.

Of which, the news of the impending loss of fun evoked a series of groans and gnashing of teeth and stomping of feet and not so happy hearts.

Oh, the joys of boys.

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