Mar 282012
 

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I was kind of let down by this park in Columbus, because really – the excitement of bush people only extends so far. But surprisingly, Chooch was really infatuated by it and when he saw that there was a house for sale across the street, he wanted to buy it.

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I was wildly concerned with the possibility of one of us stepping in dog poop.

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There are no pictures of Henry because he was too busy sitting on a bench, chaperoning. And by chaperoning, I mean squinting at his phone with his glasses resting precariously on the tip of his nose.

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We stopped here after visiting the Early Television Museum, which I’ll write about later. Putting things in order is so overrated.

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Chooch kept wanting to lay down everywhere, which would make me shout, “Hello! Dog shit!”

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For not giving a shit about the topiary people, leaving that place was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

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