Ummmm, what is this supposed to be, WalMart?
Driving the golf cart at the Goodranch.
Eddie reading to his brother.
Another trip to Bull Creek.
The earlier you are willing to park and the farther you are willing to walk, the better the swimming spots.
We go to the Balcones pool on Thursday nights, when Canyon Vista is closed. We swim every night, never missing a beat. (Except when it rains. Or when the pool fails the chemistry test...yuck.)
I went and got a shoulder strap for my ukulele. The boys decided they like the drum kits.
Asleep in my bed.
On the way to the library.
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