Took a trip down the Turnpike for the long 4th weekend...everything was great with the exception of my missing parents who were visiting with Ann and Michael in Ashville. The three boys (Eamon, Sam, and Jack) played nonstop and got into all sorts of fun at the Farm (with Ashley's kids, and later, with Ella and Philip III) then at the Lake (with all of the Flynns' and Metz's). We all swam, played in the sand, watched fireworks and slept like logs
after three exhausting days!Eamon came back with a souvenir in the form of massive mosquito bites on his legs and ankle (he seems to be allergic)--who was the smart one who forgot to put bug spray on the poor baby? Oh, what would be me. As they say in the Twitter world, #FAIL.
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