Friday night I dragged my husband out of work a tad early and we headed to the boat for the first Friday pizza night of the season. We called The Shack, uncovered the boat, covered some naked bums and away we went.
The weather finally cooperated as well as our trusty old boat.
Patiently waiting for Mommy to walk back with the pizza.
Heading out the channel.
In Leah's words, "Num Num Mama!"
Roland and I couldn't decide which size pizza to get; either the 8 or the 12 slice. Roland said to just get the 12 and we would have leftovers on Saturday. Well, that wasn't the case because Seth ate 4 slices, Leah ate 3 slices, I ate 3 slices and Roland was left with 2. We laughed so hard as they kept shoveling them in.
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