Nut Brown has been throwing up all day. He hasn't been able to keep anything down, except maybe occasional sips of water. Mr. Brown went to the store to get Powerade for him, and also came home with a two liter of orange soda that he told Nut Brown was his entirely. Nut Brown immediately had two glasses (which he threw up fifteen minutes later) and turned to me and said, This is the best day of my life.
His grandma sent him a letter recently in which she referenced the incident recorded on this blog with the friendly construction equipment operator who let him drive the steam shovel briefly. After having the letter read to him, Nut Brown turned to me with round eyes and said, 'Did that really happen?' I assured him that it was an actual occurrence, and he said, 'Wow!'
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