It feels like as every day of spring passes, I live in growing fear of summer. I know that at any moment the temperatures will shoot up from the cool, refreshing 70s and low 80s to hotter-than-hell-with-humidity-and-bugs 90s and 100s. I wish spring would last a little longer in Texas. It would give us more opportunities to sample everyone else's sippy cups...
...and slobber over other people's toys.
But until that oppressive heat arrives, I'm trying to make the most of it with the boys. Oh, summer, please be gentle with us!
The boys are 10 months & 2 days old.
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