I'm not a dad- not in our family or at all. Palmer's school has an annual dads' campout where I do not try to explain or understand what goes on there.
All I know is that I get pictures like this sent to me throughout the weekend. And it's probably important to put these memories into the blog so that I can print them out at the end of the year for our annual blog book.
No captions needed here. Mostly, because I am perplexed with what is going on... And Rick said something about it being mostly like "Lord of the Flies" during the entire weekend and that there's a lot of talk of "going to attack the girls"... I'm pretty sure all of the girl dads hate us.
-Bethany
All I know is that I get pictures like this sent to me throughout the weekend. And it's probably important to put these memories into the blog so that I can print them out at the end of the year for our annual blog book.
No captions needed here. Mostly, because I am perplexed with what is going on... And Rick said something about it being mostly like "Lord of the Flies" during the entire weekend and that there's a lot of talk of "going to attack the girls"... I'm pretty sure all of the girl dads hate us.
-Bethany
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