After packing up, driving out of our neighborhood, remembering we had forgotten the helmets for the four wheeler, returning home, getting the helmets, driving up to our land, we reached our gate. Dad then said, "Oh no, I forgot the keys" (we won't mentioned that his wife had asked him as we were leaving if he had the keys-meaning the trailer and he immediately responded in the affirmative, thinking she was asking about the suburban keys).
We were so grateful to have nice neighbors so we could save ourselves a long drive back home with some very disappointed kids. Instead we were able to spend the evening roasting marshmallows, as Tator wanted to do. Enjoyed listening to Princess jabber away to her brother about the fire.
And a little four wheeling the next day
| Princess loved riding and would bring her helmet to dad whenever she heard it start up |
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