Playing Outside

Lunchtime stroll with two of my favorite beings!

Family legend involves a story from more than 20 years ago when I filled my Dad’s new garbage cans with water and invited the neighborhood kids to come splash around, permanently bloating and ruining the containers. Pretty sure this is karma biting me in the ass.

Wondering if my dad was involved with this. About that incident, he said, “I just remember pulling into the driveway and seeing heads sticking out of the top of the garbage cans. It reminded me of those Japanese monkeys that sit in those thermal pools for hours on end in the winter.”