Gurra and Gunilla took over the summer cabin right next to Mama and Papa Swede's and have spent several weeks of their vacation building it up from a skeleton. It's finally finished and last night was the housewarming party so we gathered on the deck overlooking the lake and were treated to dinner.
After the meal, while we sat around chatting and enjoying the evening, this kid walked by with the biggest fish I've ever seen on dry land. Of course, Papa Swede, the fish master, struck up a conversation with the little guy about his impressive catch.And I know this is the worst picture of all time, but I had to mention that when this boat with an American flag on it floated by we all clapped.
When it became cooler and the wind began blowing too hard for us sensitive ladies and newborns, we brought the party inside for the real entertainment. Gigantic fish and American boats ain't got nothin' on my Jamie.
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