What a whilrwind of a weekend with Father's day fishing trip at preschool with luckily no kids falling in the pond, right onto Father's and sons campout with the little guy. This was my first father's and sons as a father and it is crazy to me that no kids were harmed in this campout, Darwinism at it's finest I guess. My favorite part of the whole campout was that the potluck for dinner consisted of about 20 bags of chips. And finally a jaunt to the Dinosaur park with Sara and Richard and company, fun for all, and luckily no one was harmed at the Dino park either. (however there were a few scares from the animitronics.)
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From the sound of this post, your kids are narrowly escaping one brush with death after another, what with drowning in the kiddie fishing pond and who knows what dangers go on at a father and son's campout, leaving the FATHERS in charge of the kids without the mothers there to protect them. :) The bag of chips schmorgasborge cracked me up too. Love it, love it.
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