




During the break between Conference sessions, we drove out to Difficult Run with Charley, Aunt Katie, and the Segura cousins and Missy. Missy and I were the only adults to go in, but we all had a great time. Emma had a temporary tatoo on her bicep, which was the perfect complement to her swim attire: purple underwear. Charley chased sticks (mostly unsuccessfully) and the kids dug in the sand with their hands, threw rocks, jumped and splashed and played with the dog. It was a great day. It was probably the only thing that made me not begrudge the high temperature.
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