As I mentioned before, we had campfires every Friday night this fall. Campfires need firewood. Brandon and T went to the church parking lot and attacked an old wood pile. They got a lot of great work done and grew our wood supply impressively!
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| T: Don't worry. It wasn't on. I am just pretending. |
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| T: I looked for slugs and snails while daddy was cutting. I needed to play some of the time you know! |
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| T: I helped carry the wood to the van. |
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| T: Look at all our firewood! |
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