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that’s what little boys are made of. how lovely are these vintage dump trucks (never mind the lead based paint)? the dream bubble above my head is filled with wooden floors, a dimple cheeked babe in blue, imagination pouring out from his little hands and these gems going vroom vroom. there goes my living in the future problem again. but with images of tonka perfection, how can I not think of the life that might be?
may your dreams be clear and within reach. and as dangerous as it might be, may the future you are continuously concocting find its way into reality soon. happy weekend!
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