One of the boys' best friends lives directly beneath us. (As you can probably guess our traffic noise -- aren't they lucky?!) In the absence of the refrigerator, we rigged an icebox system.
Every morning they lower the thawed water bottles down to Amogh, and he trades them with frozen ones. It's just enough ice to keep our milk chilled and the watermelon sweet inside our little cooler.
The boys love it.
I have gOOd neighbors!