So, what was it that told you weren't "young"?

I took Paxton (2+ yr-old foster son) for our daily nature hike, and when we got about a mile from home my legs started cramping and my spine felt like it was crumbling, and I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to make it back. Lucky for us, we were near a park and my son was home, so I called him to come pick us up and me and Paxton chilled at the park while we waited.
 
oh goodye we could keep this going until next xmas and throw in a few funeral too??
 


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