The kids begged me to take them and go exploring when Carla and Bridget were sleeping.




While we were out we found 9 golf balls 7 golf tees.
But what was really cool is that while we were out exploring, I heard a whistle. I looked around and saw a guy in an orchard waving me over. Eli and Dora and I walked about 150 yards and a local orange farmer came and gave us 5 fresh off the tree oranges.
It was really neat and my kids loved them. They were fantastic. That was something my dad would have done.
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It is also something the kids will remember for a long time. (You're right, your dad would have done that too!)
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