A beautiful Friday afternoon brought us out to the local playground near the water. I tried to be a nice pet owner and take Muffle snuffs with us, but she ended up wrapping herself around my legs and trying to smother all the preschool kids there to death.
So, Reece, Emma and Adeline all jumped on the swings and needed to be propelled by mom power to the highest heights
I thought this one of Emma closing her eyes and feeling the weightlessness was dreamy
Rick put up a new rope swing in our front yard, to the excitement of ALL the cul-de-sac kids. Even the high schoolers who secretly get on after it gets dark like plastic swing vampires. I see them long after I've put mine to bed, out there just spinning on this swing and trying to make one another sick. Go ahead kids, enjoy it while you are young you'll be out in the workforce and the ratrace soon enough
Baskin and Robbins Ice cream always seems to get me on a nice afternoon. Darn you 2 scoop sundae with marshmallow sauce and almond pieces. It never fails, this is what happens EVERY time we go to get ice cream. Reece peruses the sneezeguard displays for the most psychedelic color pattern, chooses this, no matter what it might taste like, then spends the rest of his licking time, asking for tastes off of our cones and trying pitifully to exchange his flavor for one of his sisters. When will he ever learn NOT to pick those flavors?
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An empty pool...a personal injury lawyer's dream.
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