Around 3 or 4 pm most days, when the babe and I start getting cranky and bored, we walk down to the park. Clark lies on a blanket in the grass, fascinated by the sun peeking through the leaves, and I read my book (how am I just now reading "Anne of Green Gables" for the 1st time?!) and try to get a little color on my pasty legs. It always makes us feel better.
As a bonus on Monday there were little girls on the corner selling pink lemonade. So not only did I get 25 cents worth of watery Crystal Light, I got to listen to 8-year-old business strategies while we rested.
1 comment:
Nice! Bet the days are beautiful there.
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