For every good picture I take when we make our annual trip out to Brenham, I get twenty that look like my kid is thinking, "What the H@#* is that smell?"
Or, "Mom, this rock is way more interesting than you." 
Or, "I'm not sitting on Dad's shoulders for one more second!"
And of course my personal favorite, "When are our parents going to realize we are allergic to this stupid flowers!" And that is not a joke...
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