Every spring when the snow finally starts to melt, if we have had enough snow, this lovely stream emerges in the woods behind our house. This becomes all they want to do and every morning one of them will say "let's hurry up with breakfast so we can go down to the stream!". Then they gear up in their rain boots and whatever else the chosen "tools" are of the moment and head down. Sometimes I won't see them for hours. This weekend this involved the kayaks as well. And apparently a saw. They tell me they are building a dock.
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