The boys were out of school the Monday after Easter. It was glorious...
Oh, summer! Hurry up and get here!
...so I loaded them up in the Jeep and headed to Across the Pond and Bennett's Nursery.
That is, I loaded them up after I had dropped Little Miss Troublesome at play school.
Someone had left the doors off the Jeep so it was a pretty dang cold ride through town.
And by someone, I mean Billy.
When we got to the nursery I wasn't about to put the doors back on. That would be way too much trouble. And besides, there was nothing in the Jeep anyone would want to steal. With that in mind I also thought...what the heck...let's just leave the keys too.
Security System? Nah. We're too cool for that.
We are not to cool for the pond at Across the Pond though.
Oh, summer! Hurry up and get here!
...so I loaded them up in the Jeep and headed to Across the Pond and Bennett's Nursery.
Poor child - having to go to play school while her brothers get to wander.
Someone had left the doors off the Jeep so it was a pretty dang cold ride through town.
And by someone, I mean Billy.
"Hi. My name's Billy and I like to leave doors off of Jeeps."
When we got to the nursery I wasn't about to put the doors back on. That would be way too much trouble. And besides, there was nothing in the Jeep anyone would want to steal. With that in mind I also thought...what the heck...let's just leave the keys too.
Security System? Nah. We're too cool for that.
We are not to cool for the pond at Across the Pond though.
Or the porch bed.
If I had a porch bed I'm not sure I would ever accomplish anything.
The fish at Across the Pond were...
Well, they were weird.
Dude...
Seriously.
What was God thinking?
And in a case of 'what was I thinking' I spent several minutes re-tracing my steps trying to find my keys only to remember:
Hello, woman. You left them in the blasted Jeep.
"And you think WE are the weird ones?"
Touche', fish.
Touche'.
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Your boys are good looking kids but i don't think it is possible to take a bad picture of Stella.
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