Out front

Today we hung around out frint and worked on sprucing up the garage.  And we ate popsicles.  Or, we smeared popsicles on our faces, our clothes and our mama.

Exhibit A:
How white onsies become non-white.

How about a kiss?

This cowboy is much more civilized in his popsicle consumption.

And S shared her frozen treat with a new friend!  This one loves her bugs.

A slug!
A clean garage!
(I'm not sure which one is more mesmerizing.)

That's one big bug.

Here Mama...

Want to hold it?