It was the hottest day we've had around here in awhile. And we headed to the park. We're crazy like that. We were joined by slightly saner people only once in two hours. They stayed for ten minutes.
We're doing the summer reading program at our library. Every week we take in C's book log and he gets a new prize. He was super excited that this week was the week of the sword.
No scabbard? No problem.
His totally innocent placement of the sword makes me laugh.
Time to attack!
I called him off the ducks and sent him after a more appropriate target. Geese are mean anyway.
Man, it was blazing hot. The kind of day at the playground where you think your feet might catch fire from all the heat radiating from the rubber mulch. Also the kind of day that earns you a gold star on your super mom chart. Because the kid running around all red-faced and sweaty? He doesn't care about the heat. He's just thrilled to have the chance to play! And you made it happen.
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