Baxter's Dad is doing the chauffeuring, today.
Baxter and Stumpy shared the window
Stumpy volunteers to drive
She swears she can do it!
The BEACH! We're at the beach! We made it to the Atlantic! FINALLY!
Of course, there was swimming
and we played ball
Baxter mostly watched. He's not a fan of the water.
But Stumpy ran
and played ball
until she could barely move.
She crashed, on the way home, with Baxter standing guard over her
OK, really, Stumpy was in Baxter's way. He couldn't co-pilot, from there.
So he moved Stumpy out of the way. Then he crashed, too