
This swing set was in the yard when my parents bought the house. The lake/pond is such a serene view from the back yard.

We played in the leaves A LOT. Wes loved being outside, cold or not.
Two mischievous boys experiencing life in their own way, as evidenced by the fingerprints in the butter. Take a peek into my world. (I could have also named this blog "Dead Bird on a Stick" or "What Happens When we Squish the Lizard's Head?")


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