Some friends of ours are taking a break from city (and by city I mean the 'hood) living and are staying in a well furnished basement of some friends from church. They have lived and ministered faithfully to the children in their neighborhood for several years and are taking a needed break. With the basement comes the "fwimming" pool (for which you need a "fwimming poop" - that's right, your swimming suit). That's our friend, Carey in the pool. The hobbit is Olivia.
This is Dan.
He "fwam" hard.
Joseph flipped out when Carey went off the diving board and never recovered. Olivia sat on the steps the whole time and I never got my hair wet - which, according to Mike, is not actually swimming. But I had fun and isn't he cute in his "fwimmin'" trunks?
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