When you want to escape June's heat in Phoenix, you go north. My My how wonderful it was to be freezing cold and bundle up that night. Why Phoenix wasn't built closer to wonderful Flagstaff weather: I wasn't in charge. Gavin had a blast with all the rocks, sticks and outdoor fun he could ask for. (I enjoyed him letting us snuggle together in my nice warm sleeping bag when he got cold in the night. That will always be my fond memory.)
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