What happens when you spend the day after Thanksgiving playing with your favorite cousin, Bremen at Grammie and Papa's house? You fall asleep in the car on the ride home...at 5pm! And, you sleep until 6:30 the next morning!
Awesome.
Tales of our crazy boy...
Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness. Many of our people need it sorely on these accounts.
-Mark Twain
2 comments:
That's something to be thankful for!
I didn't think you'd make it 'til 6:30 am!! Impressive.
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