We went to visit my dad, stepmom, and sis this weekend in southeast Texas. We had such a good time. As usual, my dad grilled fish and shrimp the size of an egg. Surprisingly, we even talked him into accompanying us to a family day out to Galveston.
Though it was dang hot, but we had a fabulous time. The highlight of the day was when a seagull pooped on the back of my shirt. I've now been pooped on 4 times by a bird in my lifetime. In some cultures, its a sign of luck.
Daniel's favorite part was the old submarine that we toured from WWII. I'm not sure who geeked out more... my husband or my dad. (-;
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