The mud from these boots ended up in my kitchen, while four of the kids took showers to wash the muck away from their adventures. They trekked down "Wishbone Creek" for hours. They explored, and got muddy. And had a picnic lunch on mom's kitchen towels they carried in their backpack. When they got home, they wrote a song about being "Iowa, country kids." Which is pretty much the entire reason Billy's exists in the first place.
Anxious, however, for the outdoor shower to be put back out.
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