Dad and little buddy in the tent telling stories about fishing.
Fish on!
Sponge bob didn't cut the mustard this year. He had to use Dad's fishin pole like a big boy.
His honker.
Blue gill fat boy.
Bisels shootin water bottles with the air soft gun.
Herrings shootin the rifle.
The gun show.
Dad may I shoot the gun?
Yes but only a few. Fire, guns, dirt, fishin and campin.
Go shoot the marshmallows up close.
Do you think he wanted to go home or stay and play?
2 comments:
Aww...he looks so sad to leave! I can't believe how big he's gotten I remember when he was just a baby. Looked like fun!
So it looks like the father/son campout was more enjoyable than the father/daughter?! Haha, too funny that you have 'can't touch this' in your song list. I think I was like in junior high when that came out! maybe elementary, i can't remember.
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