This makes me think of my nephew. That might be random to some as my nephew’s name is Owen not Russell, but Russell makes me think of Owen - all because of my little brother pointing out what one of Owen & my favorite activities is.
When I get the chance we sit on my front stoop and watch the cars go by. Owen loves being outside, and he always notices the car. Each time one passes us I tell him what color it is. He’s only ten months old right now, but I hope one day he’ll be able to tell me the colors of the cars too.
I didn’t even realize it, but my little brother pointed out that when I do that with Owen it’s a little like Carl and Russell sitting on the curb with ice cream looking for colored cars.