We had another party over the weekend at my in-laws magic cabin.
The magic cabin is not unlike the magic school bus in that it whisks you back in time to a place far far away and long long ago. Usually while you're playing badminton.
Your destination is like 100 years ago, and as you travel back and back and back, your stress and anxiety melts away like buttah.
You're less anxious already, ain't ya?
Told ya so.
Lookie, even Lulu chillaxes at the magic cabin.
The best best bestest part of the magic cabin is the French toast. Even the French couldn't make better French toast.
But anywayz, I'm off to girlz camp!