"Thanks for letting us make smorgs, Dad! They are the best thing in the world!" said Trevor.
"Yeah! We love smorgs!" says Tyson.
What do you mean they are not called smorgs?
They will always be smorgs to me and you, Tyson.
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aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww..... (I said it out loud at that last pic!) So sweet.
I don't know if the boys remember that we made smorgs at the campground at Pike lake, when we kept them while you were gone. We love the pictures.
Ha ha - great memory!
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