Those were the good time...

Its funny how language works. How it evokes an image in your mind. I was recently reminiscing with my son. We had passed a local doughnut shop that is now a vitamin shop. My son was remembering, with fondness, traveling with his Grandfather and myself to get doughnuts one sleepy Sunday morning. He was relating the irony of a doughnut shop that is now a vitamin shop, without really using the word irony. He finished out with "Those were the good times...good times...yep..."

Did I mention he is seven?

My children never cease to amaze me, or to make their Pop laugh when I call and tell him about the good times...yep...good times....