Skinned knees and dirty feet. It seems that's what little boys are made of.
45 minutes in her bed for a rest time, just because she wanted to. She finds her room to be a peaceful, restful place. Exactly what it's supposed to be.
Pretty fingers and toes.
A morning in the park, because Daddy had to work until 6 A.M and could probably use a quiet house to sleep in.
You say, "ready! set! go!" and he takes off running.
Hide-and-Seek in the bushes.
It's not even summer yet and it's already my favorite of all the summers.
4 comments:
I love your family! I wish we lived close to each other. Between our husbands crazy schedules and our silly kids I think we would have a blast!
It's so good to hear from you! You certainly do understand the crazy schedule conundrum. :)
Are you on instagram?
yes! As of like 2 days ago so it's not like I really know what I'm doing. I go by 'rothmel8' so you should find me!
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