It's popsicle season. And really, is one ever enough?
Today has not been the best day in terms of my ability to handle clinginess and whining, screaming fits and biting. The approach of the terrific twos. Isn't that the phrase? "Terrific" twos?
So in light of my current mood, I think I'll let the pictures do the talking. But you have to actually click once to see them. Click that picture and you'll see several more of our trip to the paternal grandparents and some back-at-home frolicking.
I'd better go nurse my mood ... happy weekend.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
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