Literally.
Jimmy Buffet would be proud.
Ty discovered a fishing spot about 3 miles from our house, and so far, it's been full of much adventure, and very few fish. We've (me) sunk in [deep] mud, been swarmed by gnats, discovered dinosaur bones (according to Aidan), and lost our fishing net to the high tide.
Family time at its best. And I love it.
Thursday, June 09, 2011
i blew out my flip flop
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Was there booze in the blender, once you'd cruised on back home?
These are wonderful.
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