Today we returned from our Mississippi trip, and here is the evidence:  |
| This is a picture of the boys in the car at the mechanic's shop. As we were about to get on I-65, we realized that the AC was out. So we drove to the place where our other car was already stationed, having the dash taken apart so that they could install a new heater core. Yes, this is the car we just bought. Yes, we are paying the rent for the building, the owner's mortgage, and probably making at least a partial down-payment on a time share in Florida. |
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| Once my mother tried to hose off his ATV, and that was a mistake. Getting dirty is part of the package. And speaking of my mother, I'm really sorry that I never get any pictures of her with the boys. She's really pretty. Sorry Mama! |
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| What is the deal with boys and fishing? Is it the worms? I just don't know. I am completely bored by this endeavor. |
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| Sam caught six fish in my cousin's pond! I acted proud and impressed even though I would rather have been getting a pedicure. |
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| Luckily, Glendaddy was willing to fry up the 19 fish. |
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| This is Sam, the Worst Picker Eater You've Ever Known, who chowed almost all of the six fish that he caught plus a couple pieces of pizza. |
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| Here is Sam in a magnolia tree in my parents' backyard. His brother was, at this point, so far up that I couldn't get a good picture. And plus there were wasps all over the place, and I was inside watching from the window. Thank goodness my mother is not only pretty but also brave and took my phone out to capture these adventurous moments. |
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| And there's this. I will never get another normal picture of him again. |
The End.
OUS,
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