One Little Day

The weekend of the 10th we actually had one beautiful day. It got up into the 80s and felt like we'd skipped right over into summer, but for the fact that the trees and ground looked as barren as winter.

Shorts... flip flops... tricycles!

There was lots for Parker to look at, birds and bugs and a nice breeze...

not to mention big sister and her doll-toting tricycle.

What Parker did NOT care for was grass.  He would crawl to the edge of the blanket and put his little hand out into the grass. He'd immediately pull it back and just sit there looking intently at the grass, as if to say "What the heck was that!?"

I'm sure we'll cure him of that before the summer is over!