we got a flat tire on the way home yesterday. the strange thumping noise made him pull over. the boys were alseep and stayed that way through the whole event. she asked to get out and was perfectly content to dance around the orchard with sticks, exclaiming over the 'hot sunny afternoon'!
are we okay, daddy?
how are we doing, daddy?
oooh daddy, you are getting your clothes pretty dirty!
look at this good stick, daddy.
daddy, let me tell you about the psalty story - first they are going camping . . . .
that was a nice policeman, wasn't he daddy!
daddy, are we having fun?
he'll have better help when the boys get older but his company for the tire change was very entertaining.
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popcorn for dinner & helping make cookies for dessert was a delicious way to spend saturday night
he was really excited to help -
till his fingers got too close to the pan
half way through they decided to be 'crabs' under the table
enjoying their (& daddy's) efforts
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