We played in the sand, ran after Aidan and picked Henry up so he could try to make it to his brother. We ate at a restaurant I won't go to again and put some tired boys down for the last time in the closet tent and in the middle of the queen size bed. Jennifer and I watched SNL and tidied up for the final sweep this morning. Gad! What a disaster you can make in a tiny house in six days! The weather was great and we didn't see anything scary on the way home this Father's Day- with no fathers in sight. We stopped and got Pronto Pups, Starbucks and gas for our long journey back to the valley of the beavs. As trips go, it was great! Thanks Auntie Jennifer for all the lap time and the shower time and all the back up you gave me as I blew gaskets and smoke tooted out my ears. I can't wait for you to start your very own Pronto Pup franchise at the coast!
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