The weather turned warm.  We were outside a lot.  There are LOTS of pictures.  Consider yourself forewarned.

Why we could never live in suburbia:

Yep. That’s my three-year-old hanging cloth wipes on a jury-rigged clothesline hung on an old swing set. HOA‘s would hate me.

You can’t have an 80 degree day without bratwursts and hamburgers. You just can’t.


He is slightly thrilled by the prospect of fire.


Thus, he loves the Fire Stick.


Olivia seems more curious than wanting to light her mommy’s camera on fire. For that, I’m grateful.


Benjamin found a pile of rocks. He then slid down the pile of rocks on his bottom.


And army-crawled back up said pile of rocks.


“Show Mommy the dirty…”


His Thoughtful Spot.


His I’m Gonna Set A Bad Example For My Kids Spot


His I Wanna Be Like Daddy But Mommy Won’t Let Me Spot.

We went canoeing:


Yep, that’s me. Eight months pregnant. Dangling my two-year-old over the side of the boat.


They wanted to put their feet in the water.


The preciousness that is my husband with his children.


After not being allowed to climb or horse-play for two hours, Benjamin was ready to get tangled up in the first thing he came in contact with.

Then we went to a park:

And Benjamin made faces at the camera:

And got tangled up some more:

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