Uncle Brett and I were on our way out to the truck to go and pick up the cakes and there was a little frog in the grass. I told uncle Brett to catch it and I ran in to get Drew. I don't think he has seen a frog before. He wasn't quite as excited as I thought he would be, but still interested.
Where did you go froggy?
We saw another frog on the way down to the pond for some fishing.
The night before Papa took us for a ride to see some buffalo. Someone near their house raises them. Drew can now tell you that buffalo are big, brown, they eat hay and their tails go swish swish. We have yet to figure out what they say.
We saw another frog on the way down to the pond for some fishing. The night before Papa took us for a ride to see some buffalo. Someone near their house raises them. Drew can now tell you that buffalo are big, brown, they eat hay and their tails go swish swish. We have yet to figure out what they say.
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