Don't miss the fine print, folks. They ain't kidding about the ear plugs.
Thanks for the new dress, Marme!
The Papa Tops rocked...Johnny Cash style.
When Chris and Meredith disappeared for a long while, I knew they were probably having a wonderful time and that there was probably a mess involved. Right on both counts. Here, Chris draws the 17th of about 20 tattoos on Meredith. And, no, these are not special "draw-on-skin" markers and yes, there is still marker on her skin today.
Chris enjoyed telling everyone that Meredith had actually been the one to scrawl "DAD" on her back in purple ink.
Miles is in Mer's class at school. Miles' dad actually rocked with Widespread Panic (deejay), so if there were backstage passes at Rock n Romp, Miles would probably get one.
This backyard was so big, the playground equipment rivaled that of some city parks. Meredith just went up and down the ladder...over and over again...Much to the dismay of the 7 and 8 year olds who were taking care of more serious playground-related business.
It's all good clean fun.
2 comments:
We were seconds away from going but then changed our minds. I'm looking forward to the September/ October ones. Not the hot, yucky, sticky, did I mention hot?
I haven't seen Pezz in years. I am jealous. Perhaps we need to start having babies.
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