I also got me some fry sauce (and some fries to go with it) on our way into Utah!
Kali after getting caught driving Grandma's RAZR. This is called photographic evidence.
Caleb's legs after a few days of running in the wild. DCFS would also call this photographic evidence.
More fires and s'mores in Grandma's backyard. I guess we just can't get enough!
Oh, and I think this is the end of my blog-o-thon. It's just too much pressure.
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