Sometimes when it's 112 everyday, and by 8 am it's already too hot to go outside, and even the coldest tap water coming out of your faucet is overly warm, and your kids are squirmy and crazy and bored, you gotta get out of the house. However, sometimes you live in a town where there is literally nothing to do, and you can only take so many trips to Family Dollar just to wander the air conditioned aisles. So sometimes you load your children and a ball or two into the car and take them to the church, where there is space to run and throw balls and spin and use the quilting frames as soccer goal posts. And that delays the craziness for just a little bit longer.
Sorry these pictures are dark and fuzzy, my camera is lame.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Sometimes
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3 comments:
At least you have a key, right?! Looks like fun any way you slice it!
This would not be a problem in Sequim, cross my heart and hope to die.
Well, just keep your fingers crossed for that transfer!
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