I am so glad we rediscovered this place (on the 4th of July we came, for the fiddawoks), because it has given him hours and hours of hot, sticky, sandy, toe stubbing enjoyment. Years ago, this was just a place where my sister and I bummed cigarettes, and while that sounds kind of gross, it is a really good memory. But not as fun as all of this, to be sure:
Monday, July 27, 2009
Happy, happy day
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