To go to Water World.
At least that was the plan...
At least that was the plan...
This was the reality:
Oops.
That "oops" wasn't nearly so funny as this one:
Somehow Joshua managed to get himself knotted up in the seat-belt. Hee hee!
Just how naughty is it to sit there and laugh 'til you're crying when your son is stuck in a truck with no luck of ... un-stuck-ing himself?
Not that I'd ever do that.
But Michael might.
Just how naughty is it to sit there and laugh 'til you're crying when your son is stuck in a truck with no luck of ... un-stuck-ing himself?
Not that I'd ever do that.
But Michael might.
Buh-Bye, Denver. See you next year.
(But before August 19th, I guess.)
(But before August 19th, I guess.)
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