Thankfully Camp Gramoom was able to pick up and move down to Covington for the 10 days we were gone....however...it was not without carnage. I tell ya....can't turn your back for a second. Oh...how I will miss those darling red wedges. I only wore them twice and they were perfect height. Alas, they are no more. I hated throwing one perfect good one away! And then...moms crocs? They didn't stand a chance! And she drug them away right from where mom had taken them off and was sitting. Thank goodness Jordan finished his Framed book! She didn't mutilate the Scooby Doo DVD, just the case and the Metroid book? Pretty much a goner. Anth's football pad? He is too embarrassed to say his puppy chewed it up so it will be reported lost :-) Goodness.
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