We got together with friends before the big move to play Cornhole. For those who are not acquainted with this game, I can only hope you come to know its greatness and to assist you, I will refer you to playcornhole.org.
Due to the obliteration of the current Cornhole set by some friendly yet destructive kids in the park, we are now attempting to construct our own. It should be awesome.
Dad has apparently mistaken Zoe's arm for a real sausage.
Ah... the perfect teething ring.
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