Nancy and I had dinner at Doug and Sharon's house yesterday. I used to go rock climbing with Doug years ago around Colorado and Wyoming. Now we just reminisce about it. The interaction between Doug and his daughter Sandy was priceless. I kind of think that if Doug wanted to have breakfast in bed on Father's Day, his kids would put a cot in the kitchen!
We had a really nice time. Doug and I went outside and planted a bunch of colored eggs for Sandy's son Toby to find. Most of them had money in them. He found all of them, except six. So, Doug and I went outside to find them and WE couldn't find them or remember where we put them.
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