There's not a picture of it, but APPARENTLY that mud was VERY slippery, and on the next shovel, our four-year-old went into the water head-first. I was reassured by his Uncle that our son had put his swimming lessons to good use. (Don't worry, Grandma, Uncle and Auntie were all there with them, and he was quickly rescued from the cold water). Why the large clothes? I was still up at the house getting a little extra sleep after a rough night and none of Grandma, Daddy, Uncle or Auntie knew where the kids' jackets were, so they improvised with some of Grandma's clothes.
By the way,that is the waterdog Taz himself taking a dip, no suprise there.
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Hey, I am so sorry to hear about your dad! My heart is aching for you as my eyes well up with tears.
I trust that the Lord has been near to you during this season of mourning and loss.
Love,
Anna
I LOVE THE PICTURES
What were they doing?
They were playing in their favorite area at Grama's house they call "dump dump dump." Just shoveling mud.
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