Papa Green is staying with us this week. He made spaghetti for dinner tonight and this evening we sat around the chiminea on the back deck eating nuts. We decided to determine if anyone could spit pistachio shells directly into the chiminea. Mike started it. We're competitive like that.
Meanwhile, Molly had a snotty nose. Papa Green pulled a GG and wiped it with his shirt. Note the wet spot by the pocket. Doesn't take much to entertain us these days. We love our Papa.
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