Ah, how we love The Becks....
Windmills on the journey South....
Everytime we pass by there are more and more, a little creepy at night....
The Mister felt the need to drive as if he were an Indy car racer, so I lost count on how many time we got off track....
Mrs. Maria and myself before dinner....
The Mister and myself...
The Mister and Mr. Frank whispering and then giggling, yup, you read that right, giggling....
Headed home we encountered what we thought was a dirt storm we drive through daily....
But the dirt storm decided to be sneaky and throw in some lightning....
Oh wait, a lot of lightning....
But we didn't let it ruin the fun we had had....
And Fun we did Have.
We will have to make another trip back soon, and just may take the little people with us...or not. Depends on how much hair I am about to pull out! We always love to hang with the Beck's, down to playing frisbee with BlackJack or trying to be convinced to take Little Dog ;)
To a crazy tomorrow,
A