We had a picnic. It was nice. Full of bike riding (yes, I see the line. sigh.) and mountain climbing and swing spinning. Then the sky turned grey and the wind turned chilly. And it sprinkled a teensy bit. Noah was not impressed. We walked back home and he had a bath. And then I took his picture. Because Warm Noah = Happy Noah.
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I love the crackers in the jar...and the baby...and the mountain climber...and bike rider. Too amazing and beautiful! :)
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