Out with the boys in the backyard to swing, dig in the sand, and teach Anders to throw frisbee, and I couldn't help but bring some flowers into the house. Thanks to Anders for helping mommy cut the beauties.
'Twas a better picture for the day than the one of Laars' fingernail as today he lost his second one. We were grossed out as it hung precariously from a little piece at the base, but he lost it somewhere's in the house today. I think I like the looks better now with no nail, then the loose one pried up at a 45 degree angle waiting for its final accidental tug to disengage it. Glad its over. Like I said, the flowers are a prettier sight.