Yesterday, I had the quite brilliant idea of washing the car with the boys. It was a gorgeous weekend, so after we got home from a birthday party, we got the buckets and sponges and soap out and went to town. The boys had a great time, my car got (mostly) clean, and then afterwards, I washed their hair and hosed them off, so bathtime was done outside too! I am so efficient.
The boys and I went to a friend's birthday party after school. We got to ride the carousel over and over and over again. So fun! (Oh, and it was *my* friend, not theirs...)
This little spikey tube of evil is the reason I hate springtime in New Orleans, in spite of the beautiful weather. Jerks.
