We got a pool for the backyard. This year's installment on the temporary pool, $30 from sams.
There's Michael on his knees.
Watermelon for dinner second day in a row. Awesome for everyone except Daddy and Maggie. But they aren't complaining.
Jane was talking into her hand on the swing. I asked her what was in her hand. I asked if it was a radio. "Yes, I mean No, its my timoked." "Oh, your remote?" "No, my TI-MOKED." Oh, ok, my mistake.
Michael was the pushing hero on the swings.
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