It did fit. Barely. The van next to the truck has a lawn mower and a treadmill on it. And we still made a few trips with our cars.

And we packed the truck floor to ceiling. It’s official. We have too much crap.

Such a man…he wakes up in the morning, and this is how I find him.

Wrongly assuming that the tickle monster is sleeping

Awe, how can you not love this guy?! Daddy loving on Charley

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