Later that night, we lit about 200 sparklers and a few firecrackers and ate some good food. My personal philosophy on food is that you can tell it’s really good if it gets all over you (and *man!* the ice cream sandwiches were really good…).
Snippets of conversations from the trip:
7-yr-old cousin: Why do they call you Bob?
Bob: Yeah…. Are you always this not mellow?
Brock: Yeah.
(awww... isn'ee cute?)
(seriously, I really am mellow – don’t be fooled by the photo below)
Grandpa: Choose well your ruts – you’ll be stuck in ‘em a long time…
11-yr-old cousin: You’re a bad example! (see ice cream sandwich pic below)
(awww, isn'I cute?)
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4 comments:
This is sooooooooo cooool! Wish I was there with ya guys!
You both are so dang cute!
Glad you had fun.
brock - you're so lucky - i'm still itching!
hp - i wish you were there with us, too. that would have been cool. but hey - at least you avoided the idaho mosquitos.
bfk - thanks
What a fun trip! Now I need to go eat an ice cream sandwich.
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