Sam's typewriter
has been tucked away for a few months, but surfaced as I cleaned his room last week to make way for a new desk, perfect for typewriting I might add.
When he asked to take the typewriter to the ball field for Dan's game my first thought was NO WAY.
But I had just asked him what he wanted to take to entertain himself.
It was just a bit larger than I had in mind.
It was also the hottest day yet of the year, in the mid 90s, and sitting in a hot car so he had a place to type didn't sound fun.
These pictures show the typewriter on Dan's seat while Sam sat on his seat, his favorite setup.
Of course the doors were open to give a breeze but he had to be careful not to let the important papers blow away!
Some of his typing gems:
"your awsome m.r.s. lunsted" (his 2nd grade teacher that he misses)
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"I love the earth my name is Sam just to let you know lets recycle."
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"THE UNIVERSE"
"Chapter 1 THE SUN"
"THE SUN is a giant burning gasses and dust. Juipidir is so big. Not even earth can escape its pull and we would get crusht."
