The reunion in Tahoe this year was great- forgetting one HUGE exception, and that was Joe. We got along as good as we could without him. Here's our proof:
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| Someone made some cool forts in the land around the cabins we all stayed in. Those went over really well for Rocky... |
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| He LOVED exploring the woods- and would have gone as far as his legs could take him if mom had let him. | | | | | | | |
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| We walked to a park where Rocky acted like a true Bear cub- he found this old dead log... |
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| and put his fingers in the log until the ants came out... |
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| and then he would pick them up! |
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| There was some other great stuff at the park too. |
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| Rocky held hands with the backseat Olivia all the way home. They were the cutest little friends all week. |
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| Rock and Olivia took turns pushing eachother in the stroller. |
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| Our days at the beach were a blast- the great grandkids were doing all the same things I remember doing when I was their age. Pictured here, building crawdad castles. | |
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| Rock was as comfortable as you can get down at the shore. |
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| He's not even looking for anything, he's just being an ostritch. |
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| He found someone's kayak under the shade of the dock, and never wanted to get out. |
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| Uncle Jonathan giving Rocky his first taste of a big boy swing. |
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| Very typical pose for Rocky, buckling his stroller or anything else that buckles for that matter. |
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| I wish that cutie Ramona was turned around too, Rocky adored her. |
Look at all these great grand kids!
Man, I totally wish that week lasted longer. You've got some great photos in here cousin!
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