Oh, it was a beautiful June day in Texas--HOT! Mommy and Daddy decided it was too hot to cook, so they called up Grandma & Grandpa S and Uncle Matthew and Aunt Bre-Bre and away we went to meet for dinner. We went to this neat old house and got one of the upstairs bedrooms all to ourselves! It was great. We could make as much noise as we wanted, so we did.
Somebody at the restaurant was a smart alec and kept playing the same old Jimmy Buffet song over and over and over. It was something about some girl named Margarita, I think. She had a town named after her called Margaritaville and it was hard to understand since part of it was in Spanish. Anyway, Daddy caught on first and then some others and we asked the waitress about it. She started laughing and said the guy had played the song for three hours and nobody had said anything. They turned it off in our room, but it kept playing and playing in the rest of the joint.
After dinner we went down to watch the orange fish and the white fish in the pond that's behind Mommy, Ashlee, Brittney and me. As you can see, we're having a pretty good time. Talk to you later!
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