Notes
no run... breaking down the camp, slowly making our way back "down south" to MA. stopped in wolfeboro to meet up with nicole's parents. "played" at the lake for a little while then after a game of "what does the cranky four-and-a-half-year-old want to do" decided that john and i deserved a nice warm meal for father's day (i ate instant oatmeal for breakfast and shoved left-over camp-food from the cooler down my gullet for lunch) so we went to the wolfe's tavern. despite the fact that they did not have my first four choices of beer (checking off my list on the way to 56 beers on the menu) the dinner was successful. the boys had fun, i stuffed my belly with an awesome burger and fries, then we drove home to complete one of the most exhausting weekends in my life. did NOT unpack the car until after work, the next day...