We went to visit Sam's grandma and the girls made themselves at home. They were jumping on her bed and Miles was running and running and running. Then Pearl didn't get her way and threw herself down on the ground and cried and screamed. She is now a two year old.
Last weekend I took Miles to the bike path and to see the train. He wad pretty happy.
We went down to the river to throw rocks. This is his favorite thing to do.
Our new routine is that when we get home from school, we go outside and swing. Then we go to the garden and pick tomatoes and eat them. Then we go and color with chalk. The girls like to color everything except the sidewalk. Usually it is the garage doors, rocks, themselves, and here, of course, Pearl is coloring sissy.
Miles did this and said, "look Mom, I have a new hat."
Pearl is refusing shirts some days but always loves the leg warmers.
Cute Malorie
This is Miles trying not to go to bed. He isn't tired.......can you tell.
Guess how many tomatoes Miles has in his mouth? The answer is five!
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