When I was a little girl I had a Powder Puff and my brother had a Big Wheel.
One day I left my crayons out on the picnic table, and they melted and burned my fingers.
Another time I left my purple Miss Piggy watch on the picnic table overnight (even though I remember my Mom telling me not to) and in the morning it was floating in our little swimming pool, ruined. I always thought someone had come into our backyard and put it in the pool. Why would anyone do that? I thought it was so mean. But now I realize that it probably blew off the picnic table, and into the pool. Maybe.
A boy across the street used to give me puffy stickers, and one time I was playing on his swing set - he had the really tall one with the big slide and the bench/glider swing. When we were at the top of the slide he KISSED ME - on the cheek! And I was so mad. I slid down and ran all the way home and I think I told my Mom I was sick and I threw away all the stickers he gave me.
These were taken with my iphone. I've been really lazy with my big camera lately. But eh, it's summer.
I keep promising the boys we can set out some crayons to melt. We should do that, the sun is out today.