This is a mentally tiring time for my family.
There are many, many thinks to thunk.
The more thunking we do on our thinks, the more I thinks thunking hurts my head.
So instead of continuing to think on the thunks, we did this:My co-pilot.
Which led to this:Climb that thar mountain!
Then this:Do little canyons dream of becoming Grand?
Next it was this:My Dads biscuits and gravy…..true comfort food for my soul.
Then it became this:Water? Do I see water?
Which naturally became this:Splash!
Then we did a little of this:No fish were harmed during this excursion.
Then there was some this:Words of wisdom.
Which ended like this:It’s all good. I think.