
Papa was working on the pool, installing a whole new filter contraption, and Reece wanted to be out there with him. He always gets wet. Always. We don't care. He's having a ball. :o)
See that look in the first picture? When he gives me that look, I can't resist him, even though you just know he is getting ready to do something he's not supposed to do.

Like this. He only got his shirt a little bit wet.


Aubrey enjoyed being outside, too. She didn't even mind that I sat her down on a rain-soaked chair cushion. I thought it was dry; the cover felt dry, but when I picked her up her little pants were soaked.

Oops, maybe she did mind. :o)
We're enjoying the extra time we get to spend with them while their mommy stays off her feet. I'll be with them tomorrow, too.
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