*Parts of this post have been censored to protect the identity and location of those who wish their location and identity be… less on “the grid”.
Last weekend we drove out to [REDACTED] to see Uncle [REDACTED] (a.k.a., Uncle Bugs). Noah knew we were just going for an overnight so he packed light. Kate, [REDACTED]‘s twin sister, did not pack light.
Quick lunch.
Uncle [REDACTED] has some crazy trees in his backyard. Noah was into the one that was going “beans”.
Walking down to the beach near Uncle [REDACTED]‘s house.
Outlook rock (*not it’s real name).
Noah throwing some rocks.
One of the rocks landed on Kate’s head…
I wish it would have landed on her camera phone taking finger.
Washing Uncle [REDACTED]‘s feet.
…and his Crocs.
[REDACTED] returning the favor.
Uncle [REDACTED]‘s friends Tom* and John* sharing a moment. (*Possibly not their real names.)
The ole “you’re gonna drown” prank.
Twinsies, being told they don’t seem it.
Extreme cartoon watching.
While we sat inside, eating pizza, someone was outside building an intense web.
This guy (or girl) was harvesting moths. It was incredible.
Incredible, and gross, and in a few hours it was completely gone.
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