Monday, August 24, 2009
The Boy Goes Camping
Guest Blogger today: Coulson, age 5 1/2 years
Once upon a time there was a boy. He was camping with his daddy. They went to a mountain called Hanging Rock where there was a campsite. They slept in a tent that is green with black words on it. He was going fishing and swimming and going to see waterfalls. But they only did fishing and swimming because the boy would not wear his sneakers and was too tired to walk.
Instead he made a bow and arrow out of a stick. Then he woke up. It was a BEAUTIFUL morning so they went fishing. Then they went swimming. Then they ate dinner and roasted marshmellows. Then they stayed up late and played games and went to sleep.
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