Josh graduated the fire academy on Saturday. Mel, Tate, and I showed up fashionably late to the ceremony. Tate decided to sleep in and we decided it would be better to be fashionably late than unfashionably not present at all. It was a super hot day so after the ceremony we set Tate's baby pool up again and Chris, Tate, and I took a canyon dip. It was lovely. The festive day was capped by a n evening win by our softball team. We are pretty horrible, but luckily we happened upon a team that was even inferior to us. Tate is starting to scoot a bit and will likely be crawling in no time. Our lives will soon be over. Luckily our spacious abode has more than enough space to permit the young squirrel to crawl where he wishes. Below you will find some lovely pool pictures and other fine photos.
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I see Bauer has moved on from french kissing Peet to Tate. I guess he will understand...
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