Daddy never stops surprising us - yesterday was a good example. He came home with this mule/gator/four-wheeler/golfcart (whatever you want to call it!) for us to play with over the weekend. My son could hardly concentrate on anything else with this thing in our yard. We barely got him to eat his supper because he wanted to get back outside to climb all over it some more. After our gourmet dinner of fried pork chops and sweet taters', we went for an adventure ride! All through the back woods trails of Sylvan Shores we went...it was very fun. As the sun set and noises of the night crept in, the kids huddled a little closer. Aynsley said "Mom, it's gettin' kinda spooky, huh". We rode all the way to the train tracks at Lake Apthorp Drive and had it not been getting late, we'd have paid a visit to the Wiricks - maybe next time.
Note here that Jack is situated comfortably in what he thinks is his seat. He wouldn't leave it for fear of being left...he's no stupid dog.
ready to go and holdin' on..
listening to make sure no trains are coming...
ever played on the train tracks? brings back childhood memories..one
of the great things about having kids...you get to be one again!
Thanks, Daddy, for always keepin' it fun!
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