Swinging on the swing set with Nate when we were little :)
Tea parties with Michele in her little yellow plastic house in her backyard with goldfish and Juicy Juice. We felt so proper.
Picking up persimmons and sticks in the backyard for Dad in exchange for a 100 Grand Bar.
Swinging on the swing set out back at Hickory Ridge.
Putting water on the brick stepping stones in Ryan's backyard and painting dots of red on our faces and telling our moms that we had chicken pox.
The red fire-hydrant sprinkler that Nate and I would run through in the front yard.
Playing in the castle in Ryan's basement and listening to his favorite musician at the time...Michael Jackson.
When Michele and I went over to Ryan's house when he first moved in (we were like 5 years old) and he said his name really softly and we thought he said "Ragon". So naturally, we made up a song for him... "Ragon, he's the mean old dragon".
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