3 Boys, 1 Mommy, 1 Doggy, and an iPhone. 
All three walked the dog.
Until one couldn’t do it anymore and was sad.
We found an empty lot at the end of our street.
Don’t worry Mom, I was holding him tight.
We dreamed of our dream house.
Don’t know where the black bucket ended up once it got home. We may have filed it during Jake’s nap. Can’t be sure though.
I think we will go back again. That was fun.
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