On the way up to Cascade Springs, these are a few of the things we heard in the van.
Nichole (speaking of the forest we were driving through): And it has more carnivorous trees.
Daddy: Oh, no. I'm not getting out of the car.
Nichole: I mean coniferous.
Nichole: Once Dad made a squirrel scream.
Jr.: Once he made an enderman scream, too. But not in the same way.
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