Living in Atlanta during the summer is rough stuff. It's hot. It's humid. It evokes turrets from anyone. Including Mormons. I'm not Mormon, but I figure it has to make them curse.
Then I shove them outdoors before it gets too hot.
Small Fry likes to buff down and plant himself in the pool. Then go up and down, up and down, up and down the stairs. Nekkid. And Ed likes to make unflattering faces at him. But seriously, how can you not love the rolly pollies and a bare butt? Shepherd's is cute too.
The big kids like to risk their lives running and jumping into the pool at high speeds. Collision happens sometimes. And for those moments I bring out the Snow Cone machine with high frutose corn syrup. High frutose corn syrup makes kid's pain receptors diminish.
OH and the play set! THE playset. The very playset I ordered weeks ago for the kids that they've been asking for every single minute since. It was delivered. And they are in love. That bitch was expensive, but worth every single penny!
And my kids do nothing without water. So Millie grabbed the watering can and poured it over Fischer while he swung.
And then straight up dropped it on his head for fun.
Then that sparked an ideas and they tilted the can onto the slide and slid down with it all wet. They didn't account for the speed and are literally flung off the slide at the bottom. Millie knocked the breath out of her and looked like she was heaving crying. Nope- heaving laughter. They love danger.
Shepherd has it backwards. Wants to go up the slide and down the stairs.
And in unrelated news: I got a pedicure!
Now go outside and find some summer love!