Martin Luther King, Jr. Day along with the end of the term created a perfect marriage: a four-day-weekend. While heading down to Sunny St. George was a real temptation, the checkbook revolted and we resolved to make lemonade...you know...
So...with our friendly next door neighbors' movie library, freezing cold weather, and sleeping bags, flashlights, and popcorn:
One of those nights this guy came and sluggled into our bed about 12:30...something about hearing dinosaurs and someone breathing too loud. (although I don't know that it was any quieter next to his dinosaur-breathing father.) We had a fun weekend and enjoyed some lazy days together.
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