Friday, June 29, 2018

Precious Cargo

Our girls have been playing on a volleyball court and are each wearing about three pounds of sand. We're at a campground and decide to throw them in the cargo space of the SUV while we drive around the corner.

My mom: You're putting them in the back?
Me: Yes. They're nasty. There's no way we're putting them in their seats.
Hubs: Half of my childhood trips were in the bed of my grandfather's truck.
My mom: Be careful.
Me: I feel like such a redneck right now.
Hubs: They're fine. I gave them both a beer. 

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