Whenever I talk to my mom on the phone, I'm always sure to describe how rough my life is. I need all the sympathy I can get. The other day when I was chatting with Kimbo, I was sitting in a chair in the shady backyard with my feet in a kiddie swimming pool while Maddox and Jaxon splashed and shot me with water guns. The hardest part of my day was fishing grass out of the pool with a cup. Feel sorry for me.
Around here, we have a hectic schedule of baseball and swimming. That's about it. Well, we threw in a little finger painting, just for a change of pace.
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WOW! You all have such a tough way to go....pool, baseball, pool...it's tough. Can't wait to see you soon.
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