playing in the water with your very most favorite people,
being unceremoniously dumped out of the blow up raft by big burly boys,
laying in the sun with lovely daughters in skimpy swimming attire, which by the way, you pride yourself on not mentioning,
hanging out shore side with these sports,
being sung to with brownies and a single candle that refused to stay lighted,
hunting and hunting and hunting for frogs,
and then coming to the realization that one little frog is adorable,
but a bucketful of little frogs is just plain creepy,
and then topping off the day with a chocolate raspberry shake made with real Bear Lake raspberries.
Nothing better.
I'm a lucky one.
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