Thursday, August 16, 2012

Magic Boots

After day two of carrying Genevieve around because of her walking prohibitive bee sting, I was more than ready for a break.  I found my break in the dentist chair.  Sad but true.  It was quiet, peaceful, and nobody needed anything from me for one hour (okay fine, I glossed over the metal tools scraping at me teeth, but you get the point).  By the time I made it home for dinner I had regrouped and was ready to take on more G care. 

In the two short hours I was gone her foot miraculously healed - it had something to do with some magic rubber boots. 

After dinner Drew and G took those magic boots for a boat ride out the slough and zipped around Samish Bay. 

Marguerite and I watched from the shore, taking in the beauty of the day's final rays. 

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