I suppose I must announce we are still a family of three. No trips to the hospital this weekend. We did enjoy a trip to Costa Vida and had pizza on Saturday night, since, as I said earlier, I have no desire to cook. (Has anything really changed?)
I managed to (semi) weed the backyard and pressure-wash the deck and we made it to a few garage sales.
Yesterday's weather was perfect, delicious even, and we were reminded that this time of year is the exact reason why we've made this town our home. We hiked, ate on the deck last night and watched Morg practice his bike riding skills (with no hands, even!).
He continues to be our one sunshine. (Hopefully soon, we'll have two.)
Morg's hike get-up
(He can't seem to leave the house these days without wearing one of daddy's hats,
which is about the cutest thing I've seen.)
Halfway up the trail, he said he needed a drink of water from the creek, like Bella.
He also calls mountains 'muffins'.
Lucky for him, when his little legs got tired, daddy was right there.
Me, in my large state, about died halfway up the hill.
These boys I love.
And this one, I could eat.
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