My First Jar
In the summer of that same year, he was watching pets for a vacationing neighbor. I accompanied him on his daily duties and was intrigued by a group of aqua-colored Ball canning jars sitting on a table. I picked one up and admired it, mentioning I wouldn't mind having one for my kitchen. Remembering this, he mentioned it to his Dad. They conspired and bought one of those jars for me as a holiday gift. My little Bunchkin peddled his bike to the neighbor, asked for a price, reported back to his Dad, returned with payment, put the jar in his bike pouch, returned home and got it into the house...all without my knowledge. I was so surprised!!! 
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