its the boogie boogie man! <--that seems to be my sisters answer to most questions these days. she's crazy. swamp buggy ride todayyyy. and it was good times. great times. my parents are both crazy. this camp that my dad is leasing is out in the middle of the everglades, gotta take the buggy to get to it. we get there and have to clean up the house/trailer thats on it, while my dad weedwacked grass that was taller than me. i felt like i was at the "homestead". we heard a motor and my mom comes running out and waves at the people i don't know and says, "skip (my dad), skip! we have company!" my dad knew the company, they lived on the other side of the prairie. i felt like i was in a modern version of little house on the prairie. "charles, charles, there's a buggy coming up the road!" my sister and i just need some sun bonnets and my dad can call her half pint and we'll be all set. me and kk already started refering to him as pa. my dad taught me how to shoot his rifle and my mom's pistol today and that was cool. my sis is a kick ass shot. i'm not so great. i couldn't see very well through the scope of the rifle. maybe if i had my glasses on. oh well. quote of the day: as my dad was letting my sis shoot his 40 mm, he was showing us how to load it. he takes out a bullet and says, "see this bullet? its different from your mom's pistol. its short and fat like me!" haha. thought it was funny.