We went out to Eagle Ranch for the day to help move some large items.
We worked from an itemized to-do list on an easel by the front door.
Dad: "Secure the couch as we drive from the storage buildings to the house"
Yes Sir.
This window is like a painting.
This is Isabella. The girls squealed and squealed when she was found.
Who gets to have a fridge this big? No fair!
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