Cherry pickin' on a friend's house (that's a playhouse, not their actual house. That would be pretty funny, though) |
He didn't break his leg, so off to work he went |
Watch where you're pointing that thing! |
Mom and I usually go to our park to watch the fireworks on the fourth, but this year we got invited to a friend's barbecue. The view of the fireworks wasn't as spectacular as our park view, but we still had fun. Dad got to eat and gather fruit before going to work. He used those cherries for a delicious pie.
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