Taking advantage of the good weather, Dad, Kyle, and I decided to play disc golf. Meg walked around with us and tried to get Artie to come out a little sooner. She is due Jan. 8 but would love for him to come earlier. My goal was to make par on at least one hole, and I finally did on the last one. That was after I threw my disc into a briar patch and bloodied my arms and legs retrieving it.
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