We're home.
Although our beds were quite comfy while away, it felt so good to be back sleeping in my own bed.
Rob and I and the girls spent the better part of this afternoon weeding the newly planted area of the circle drive. Knock knock jokes kept us entertained as we swatted mosquitoes (which are unusual here, but with all of the rain...). Here was my favorite joke told by Irene several times. I'm guessing it's her favorite as well.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Banana
Banana who?
Banana chicken
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I don't know what a Banana Chicken is.. but this made me laugh thinking about it being said so many times :)
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