Recently we spent an afternoon walking around downtown Portland (a real treat, if you've not been there before) and we observed an unusual street musician. He sat at a street corner by a lamp post surrounded by overturned five gallon paint buckets. As we watched, he performed an elaborate percussion solo using drumsticks on the paint buckets and the lamp post. After he finished he offered his drumsticks to Munchkin, but Munchkin was too awed to try it himself. He gets a little tongue-tied around his heros.
Several days later, Munchkin talked about the drummer and declared, "He needs to stop doing that!" I asked why and Munchkin explained, "He might ruin the paint buckets."
The fox returns and life continues
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