Is it Thursday already? Where does the blogging time go? Oh yeah, it got eaten up by the trip to Costco, the visit to the doctor, the never-ending loads of laundry, the story time at the library, the wanderings around WalMart, the lunches that come with toys, and an evening spent at the carnival!
Jack is at that magical age where carnivals are some of the best places on earth. You get to eat french fries and funnel cake for dinner and ride all the rides you want. He peeked out of the moonbounce at me taking his picture and said, "Mama, I'm having fun!"
And little Sarah just sat in her stroller, eating everything in sight (including about a pound of turkey from my pit turkey sandwich). And pointing and calling, "Me, me," whenever Jack got on a ride.
It is so hot here, people. I hate going outside and I break into a sweat just loading the kids into the car. For more sweaty hotness, see what's cooking at Picture This.
