It was a socks so dirty they stick to your feet, triple band-aid kind of day and we loved it.
We went to Rick's hometown of St Johns again today and enjoyed a parade, good food, great company of family and old friends, and carefree fun for all.
The kids played hard and (except for the moment when Waylon fell into a large hole, scraping himself up good) had a wonderful time.
In fact we had such a good time that I keep dozing off while trying to finish this post...
...Night all, hope you had a great day too.