"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Monday, August 23, 2010

Friday we drove to Idaho for a little family reunion. We met my family at Rigby Lake where Isaiah ran with his cousins, hefted rocks into the water and got to sail on my dad's sailboat. He was amazed when he saw it and cried out, "I want to sail on that ship!" He thought it looked like a pirate boat, so my dad pretended to plunder other ships and hoist up the jolly roger. Charlotte was like goldilocks going from lawn chair to lawn chair and sneaking more licorice from everyone.

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