For one of the first scorching hot, rain-free days of summer we took Sawyer down to the St. Croix river to do what he does best: throw rocks. The river was swollen from heavy rain and was lapping up over the dike in some areas and completely flooding lower outlets; add rocks and puddles and motor boats to the mix and we had stumbled upon a mini-paradise for our little boy.
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