Slade and I made a our annual Fathers and Sons camping trip a few weeks back. We tagged along with my friend Ben and his boys to their ward's outing. We stayed up late, ate roasted marshmallows, continuously stoked the fire and then got up early to get as much fun packed in as we could. We took the boys to shoot some pop cans and water bottles whose dastardly deeds had been discovered over the course of the day. Before we headed home we stopped at the creek to play in the icy water. Slade was the only one brave and crazy enough to go all the way in. Lots of fun!
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| "Got you right where I want you." |
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| "You talking to me?" |
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| The pop can tried to roll away but it never had a chance. |
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| "So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold!" |
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| "It wasn't that bad." |
***Slade was closely monitored at all times while firing and handling firearms.***
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