We spent the morning playing in the backyard.
Obvious evidence that dad was supervising. Note Noah's clothes, in comparison to his sick photo from yesterday. Yup, same ones he spent the previous day puking in. And the fact that Luke has on no pants. Oh, and Levi's boots. Classy!
Luke's dislocated arm? Still a little tender...
Speaking of no pants... note the big boy undies. Paige is very proud of the fact that Luke is now potty trained during the daytime and keeping his undies clean and dry!
Swings were utilized in the morning entertainment.
Since Levi and Noah both spent some time prior to the backyard playing this...
They decided they would re-enact the vicious battles in the backyard, complete with frisbee shields and inflatable projectiles.
(love Levi's face)
Then they all came after me. Stinkers...
Mere micro seconds prior to this photo, wee Luke wandered past them and ripped the biggest fart I have ever heard come out of a two year old. It was very impressive.
No way he could get away with blaming that one on the dog...
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