Our little Fresh Air Fund boy arrived from New York yesterday.
Anyway, he seemed to slip right back into the routine of things here. Not that we really have any routine, but you know what I mean.
Little pool time. Some burgers. Lots o' lovin' for lots o' dogs. Hide-n-seek.
Good times, good times.
His Mom told me as soon as school let out in June, he started asking her every day how many days till he was going to see his summer family.
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