While walking through the garage I found a toy version of this UPS truck on a shelf in the corner.
I gave it to Major Havoc, since he has shown a recent interest in playing with our rather large collection of Match Box cars. A short while later, I heard the Major let loose with a scream in the back yard that sounded like he had seriously injured himself. I stopped nailing trim to the wall in our living room and ran to the back door. Opening it, I discovered Major Havoc sitting on one of the slides in our back yard. I looked at him. He appeared calm.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes,” he replied.
“Did you just scream?”
“Yes,” he replied again.
“Why?”
He looked at the toy UPS truck that he was holding upside-down in his hand and then looked at me.
“I am so tired of toys made in China!” he declared.
Don’t ask. Your guess is as good as mine.
