cranberry lake
Kev + the boys + I got back earlier from a camping trip up to a place called “Cranberry Lake”. It was a fairly nice trip. The weather was perfect. The lake was perfect. The boys? Not so much. They fought and fought. Over who would walk the puppy. Over who would go in the water first. Over who would make the sandwiches. They didn’t want to sit next to each other. They didn’t want to work together to put the tent up together. They yelled at each other from each side of the tent. They hid each other’s water bottles. Oh my God! Aaron was a little ass. Again. I guess this is typical teenage behavior. Pfft. Thank goodness we took his little sulky ass to his grandfather’s house. I don’t want to talk about him right now. Kev has his surgery next Friday, and then he will be out of work for 6 weeks after that. This is a routine operation, right? Right?
He will be just fine, don’t worry. How immature of Aaron though. He’s supposed to be the older brother. -rolls eyes- teenagers.
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I’m sure K. Will come through just fine. I’m sorry the boys were unpleasant. Peace.
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It strange to us girls, but being loud and nasty, punching & squabbling, is the way boys show affection for each other, it’s just the way they are! My brothers fought each other all the way through childhood, teen years right up into adulthood, & I know many friends with families of boys all over the world, who do exactly the same thing. I Know, Stupid eh! Czah!
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