We jack'assed all over the great states of NY and NJ to make a lake run with Maria's dad's truck. Did many many miles, and managed to out run the rain. Had everything set and protected just in case - but you know how those bungee cords tend to slip.
After numerous stops to inhibit the tarp from flapping in the breeze, it got to the point when Lori contemplated just laying on top of the damn thing until arriving at Highland Lake.
Cooper was happy to hang out with his grandparents, but we think he was relieved to see us when we returned home. 
1 comment:
I'm upset he has that "please don't leave me with those people again" look on his face!
YFM&F
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