Noah, Dad and Gpa Tom are on their annual (2nd annual) camping trip. They are at a State Park southwest of here. Noah asked me to call him every morning and every night. This AM the conversation went something like this.
Noah "Guess what Mom?"
Me "What Noah"
Noah "There was a lot of rain, lightening, and wind last night"
Me "really!"
Noah "Guess what Mom"
Me "What"
Noah "The pole for the awning fell down and Dad and Gpa went out to fix it. Dad was in his underware and so was I"
Me "The camper was full of Tague boys in their underware"
Noah "No Gpa wears pajama's. Guess what Mom"
Me "What Noah"
Noah "My bike got all covered in dirt and Dad cleaned it off"
Me "Good Noah"
There were several more "Guess what Mom's" and then Noah says "I am going to go now".
Guess what Noah. I am GLAD you are having TOO MUCH FUN!!
How Sweet It Is!
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