Our transformation from ski bums to white trash is nearing completion. Sawyer ran around in today's 80-degree weather wearing naught but a diaper, building dirt mounds (opposite of sandcastles) in our gravel driveway (note lack of grass AND lack of gravel). The only thing that saved us from complete W.T. status were the Crocs on his feet. And the usage of the word 'naught' above.
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Hee hee! Love it! Like us on our driveway with lawn chairs and a bucket of water for the kids.
did mama have her hair in curlers, daisy dukes on, chewing strawberry bubbalicious?
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