I have a ton of pictures on the "good" camera but loading those pictures takes time. So here's another crappy phone picture and I will sum up our Annual Deanna Rose trip. It was hot and crowded beyond anything I have every seen. The kids road the pony, fished, fed the overly fed baby goats, played in a sand box, ate over priced nasty snow cones and then Asher was trampled by a goat. The End.
Asher was fine by the way, the Johnson County Helicopter mom's, probably still talking about what a horrible mother I am.
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