The boys wasted no time scampering into a tree. I love how the third kid in a row is eight feet off the ground before one of them stops to say out loud, "How we gonna get down??"
Miss Em has no problem whatsoever keeping up with "boyz". Somebody needs to hurry up and buy that girl a Barbie dolly.
Yes, that's dirt smudged in her armpits. And she's packing woodchips in her pants, thankyouverymuch.
A nice break for fresh air and friendly faces. Tomorrow it is back to unpacking boxes, tackling laundry, hanging pictures, and moving the last bit of furniture in to place.