the first night in a tent was an unqualified success. sparklet didn’t kick anybody in the head, mighty quinn slept very happily in his little black bouncy chair we brought from home, and everybody slept well past dawn …
… and sparklet got to look at a fire truck up close when someone smelled a gas leak in the street in front of the house. win, win.
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… and sparklet got to look at a fire truck up close when someone smelled a gas leak in the street in front of the house. win, win.