It was one of those afternoons when we were trying to herd the boys into the car and there was lots of whining and lots of complaining (and a little bit of yelling) and fighting and shouting in the back seat all the way there, but as soon as we turned into the parking lot Will said,
"This is Pigeon Roost! I love Pigeon Roost!".
The rest of the evening was spent running and playing, climbing and swinging, sliding and selecting the perfect pumpkins.
"This is Pigeon Roost! I love Pigeon Roost!".
The rest of the evening was spent running and playing, climbing and swinging, sliding and selecting the perfect pumpkins.
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