Last week after Ethan's soccer game we took a stroll over to the lake at the park so the boys could chase the ducks around. I was rather sad that I didn't think to bring the stash of bread I have been collecting in my fridge all winter for the boys to use to feed these little creatures. Our most exciting discovery of the day was this unclaimed egg. The little boys just thought this was the most amazing thing and the temptation to pick it up was almost too much for them. And I have to admit, I was pretty curious about its presence as well. I captured this picture of these three ducks waddeling around after coming out of the water. I thought it was interesting how these three were examining this lone egg, as if they were trying to figure out who it belonged to.
Could it get any better than this? Maybe, but not likely. What are the odds that this small town in Wyoming, that we now proudly call home, has a Taco John's ? Now, not everyone here has the same respect for the Potato Ole's, cheese dip, Pizza burger and Mexi Rolls that I do, mainly people that are from Texas and just don't understand the concept of Mexican fast food. However, all my Murray, Kentucky peeps who grew up with that six pack and a pound know where I'm coming from when I say Taco John's is on my "have to eat at list" every year when we travel back home. And though we may not admit it, we all secretly get a little rage of jealousy when we read on Facebook about someone's trip home and they have 'checked in' at Taco John's. Or what about when somebody is on a road trip and they post that they have stumbled upon a Taco John's and they are now enjoying something out of that brown paper bag and then us folks that live in Taco
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