This is what makes unpacking fun. I never know what I’m going to find in each box. Last night I unpacked a box that had a pair of new, unopened Crocs for Vince (camo colored — and I should have quietly put those in the trash but I didn’t!), it had a ton of my socks . . some hand knit and some storebought; it had all my plastic containers/lids that I use in the kitchen for leftovers when I’m not using a Mason jar, and it had this picture:
This was almost 25 years ago. Vince was poking out his belly and Chad was trying to look like Vince. What both of them wouldn’t give to have bellies the size they had in that picture. Funny boys!