summer nights we often drift outside after dinner for a little ice cream or popsicle.
can you just hear him saying “more…..moooorrrre”.
ice cream time carries over into a little golf time.
dubs already knows have to call out the shot.
and this is his reaction to a “miss”…….falling on the ground, not getting any sympathy, then getting back up to try again. š
oh wait! “look a ladybug!”
okay….and THIS is what happens when the lawn mower runs over the golf balls left in the yard. i have a feeling this will happen for the rest of our lives.
then to top off the evening grandma and grandpa came over…….and the kiddos migrated downstairs to help us snap beans.
i really do love the long days and the quiet nights of summer.
