Brooks and I took Brooklyn to Earl Scott Pond...this small, local pond that is about ten minutes or so from the house. We wanted a fun, little afternoon outing...so we took a blanket and he took a fishing pole.
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Waving at my Daddy
(he was fishing on the other side of the pond)
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