Sunday was a lovely day, cool and crabby. So, the boys were forced to go to the park in Georgetown with our friendly neighbors and suffer through the afternoon of running around with swords and such.
Here is what they said:
Why do we have to go to the park?
I don't want to go to the park!
This is boring.
I want to go home.
Why can't I stay home with Dad and play games?
Yeah, right.
2 comments:
Wish I was there or that y'all were here. . .
Yeah, and they had such a "horrible" time. They ran and ran and ran and ran some more. My kids were exhausted when we got home! Love, love, love that park and love you : ).
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