My boys luuv going to visit my family out in the country. The beg to help Papa with the chores and can't wait to go find eggs from the chickens.
I have to admit I love it, too. It is so quiet and peaceful. I always come back home wondering what happened in the news because I don't watch much tv and I don't get on the computer. Unless, of course, I need to check Ravelry for a crochet pattern.
My brother, Matt, bought a golf cart to drive back and forth between their house and my parents. Jenna gave the boys a little ride around the front yard.
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They are parked, he's just pretending. |
Aunt Brandi gave the boys a Popsicle to cool off
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I think Aren had things a little turned around, here.... |
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Jenna gave me a patriotic pedicure (and this was Aren noticing!) |