We took the boys down to the river for some good old fashioned ploomping. What is ploomping you ask? You find the biggest rock that you can carry and chuck it into the water. It makes the sound ploomp when it hits. Try it sometime. I'm sure that Jessica and Julie can remember our ploomping days at the reservoir in Montpelier.
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I'm sorry, I'll I remember about my adolesence with you and Julie is dreaming about growing old with Eddy driving around in Julie's awesome station wagon. Oh and driving down lover's lane WONDERING what it would be like to actually be there with a boy making out. I eventually figured that one out and so did you I might add.
Sounds like fun. I am so glad you finally have a place. It looks nice.
I do remember the reservior but not the ploomping. I think I was too worried about how I looked all the time or if I had some ice cream on my shirt. Looks really pretty there. I'm glad we have this so we can still see eachother in pictures. Your babies are cute!
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