T'was the night before tomorrow when all through the cabin, not a person was stirring, except for grandpa with the Nikon clicking.
The grandkids were nestled all snug in their bags, while dreams of flaming marshmallows and moose danced in their heads.
Aubrey and D. had just settled down for a long night of rest, when what should they hear, but Cam rootin' to be nursed.
...hey! I taught early morning seminary today, so don't give me a hard time if it doesn't rhyme. We had a great weekend and I hope you have a great time looking at the pictures.
13 years ago
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