Ever see/hear/smell something that brings back some silly snippet of a memory?
The other day, Tony and I were walking through a dollar store and I saw this:
When Andy and Tony were young, we'd give them each a roll of masking tape and let them go to town. They would tape toys to the wall, the dining room chairs to the table, the kitchen cabinets closed and the doors open. It kept them busy for hours, took a while to clean it up, but they had a ball and the tape didn't hurt anything.
I remember the look on the baby sitter's face when we were leaving on a rare night out and handed each boy a roll of tape as we walked out the door...