Hey, remember Tommy, that middle child I never seem to have photos of anymore? I finally got a picture of him, boots and all. I think the boots may have been replaced this week by some red and blue swirly Crocs. We'll see if they last.
The park we like to go to has this giant rocket thing that is tall and retro and cool, and here they are at the top as well as some random kid who would NOT get out of the picture:
For some reason, Katie is afraid to go up to the top of that rocket, but she is afraid of little else in life. "...pleasebecareful, pleasebecareful, pleasebecareful..."Now I feel like I'm Pioneer Woman, except for the urban sprawl and McMansions in the background. And, you know, the mediocre photos and old-school film camera. Otherwise, we're just the same.
Grace was scheduled to do a two day horseback riding thing, but it rained about six inches on the first day, so the arena was too flooded to do any riding. She still had a good time, and learned a lot about horses. She was such a good sport about it, she didn't complain at all. I think she was more excited about getting the horse badge than anything else.