I can tell some of you out there have been talking to the Man Upstairs on our behalf- our temperature didn't break 95 degrees today, we only had a few bouts of tears (one because splashing in mud puddles caused an excess of mud on the lower half of one's body... this is how I know he's 2), and everyone ate three square meals!
Good morning grapes!
The aforementioned mud incident...
so we splashed in cleaner puddles to try and clean off
watch how quickly this turn to....
This :)
keep in mind I was required to carry his soggy, muddy self, while carrying Charlie, and pushing his bike. Who's the one who should be crying?!?! :)
G is also for goulasch!
Delicious!
so THIS is where we keep the good toys!
