Let me go grab my rope. Think I might need it. I'll bring some balls in case we get bored with Cowboys and Indians thing ;-) That's a good looking creek. ;-)
Mmm, looks like it's just me and the lone Indian. Oh where oh where could she be . . . You just gotta love anticipation, that slow building of excitement fueled by imagination and thoughts of things known and unknown. :-)
Well, I always did like being watched--LMAO. But if my little Indian doesn't show up, my peacock may "be going outta hand" after all ;-) I'm usually not this bad this early in the day--lol.
I'm hiding up in the tree with my slingshot and a handful of acorns. You're not gonna get me with that little Roy Rogers six shooter. Nuh-uh. Squaw plays rough! C'mon Christa. The girls have to outnumber the boys here.
Did you bring your flute? Always did like a squaw that knew how to play that thing. No all do you know--lmao. Besides, the sound of the music might give me a clue as to where you are hiding. ;-)
Bring your toys and come on over Linny. We've having a camp out in Aggies back yard tonight. I hear tattoos are the order of the day since I'm bringing my kit. Where would you like yours? ;-)
I fell out of a tree one time-knocked the breath out of me...thought I was gonna die..really. But I didn`t. If I`m gonna be a cowboy, I ride a BIG white horse with a black saddle with lotsa silver stuff on it..OK ???
And then let's go play in the woods. Cowboys and Indians. I'll be an indian. You be a cowboy.
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Let me go grab my rope. Think I might need it. I'll bring some balls in case we get bored with Cowboys and Indians thing ;-) That's a good looking creek. ;-)
LOL....I'm outta here since I have a feeling that this game will be going outta hand in the end....:grin:
Nice creek you have there, Agnes :D
Don't forget to wear your Indian outfit. I can think of a few things to do with those feathers ;-)
LMAO!! As I just said....hehehe
Hey, Trée...put that peacock down!! teehee
Mmm, looks like it's just me and the lone Indian. Oh where oh where could she be . . . You just gotta love anticipation, that slow building of excitement fueled by imagination and thoughts of things known and unknown. :-)
Well, I always did like being watched--LMAO. But if my little Indian doesn't show up, my peacock may "be going outta hand" after all ;-) I'm usually not this bad this early in the day--lol.
I'm hiding up in the tree with my slingshot and a handful of acorns.
You're not gonna get me with that little Roy Rogers six shooter. Nuh-uh.
Squaw plays rough!
C'mon Christa. The girls have to outnumber the boys here.
Did you bring your flute? Always did like a squaw that knew how to play that thing. No all do you know--lmao. Besides, the sound of the music might give me a clue as to where you are hiding. ;-)
Ooo...remember climbing trees? We'd climb anything! Let's see who can climb the highest!
LMAO, yep, I remember climbing trees, and falling out of them too.
Oh no...Mom's voice in my head "Everything's fun until somebody gets hurt! Now get down from that tree."
ROFL! Coming up....My Indian Costume!
Agnes, does it look anything like what I just put up on my blog? If so, tell Mom it's gonna be a while before you are ready for lunch. lmao ;-)
Oh, I see you said "Coming Up." LMAO, I thought you said "Coming Off." ;-) Don't tease me like that. rotflmfao
Oh and my word verification this time is kkybg ;-)
I wanna play!!!!!!
Bring your toys and come on over Linny. We've having a camp out in Aggies back yard tonight. I hear tattoos are the order of the day since I'm bringing my kit. Where would you like yours? ;-)
I fell out of a tree one time-knocked the breath out of me...thought I was gonna die..really. But I didn`t.
If I`m gonna be a cowboy, I ride a BIG white horse with a black saddle with lotsa silver stuff on it..OK ???
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