Let's Get out of the House

First let me start by letting everyone know that Andy is finally off of his crutches!!!

Can I hear an "Amen??"

He was so ready to get out of the house this morning. We decided to go up to the fountains at Market Street. This actually is not a small process to get 2 little ones loaded up with sunscreen, bathing suits, towels, extra change of clothes, swim diapers, little diapers, food, drink, etc...etc..

Doesn't she look ticked off? That's how I felt once we did all this and got out in the sweltering sticky mess that Houston calls summer...
But then she had fun for about 20 seconds...

And then had quite enough....

And so had poor, pitiful Graham.....ignore the rash on his face...it's one of those, "I promise, I'm not contagious, just pitiful looking" ones...

What I did not capture on film was the fit she threw after those 20 seconds of fun, me wrestling her to the ground, Andy and I arguing over the best way to get her cleaned up after throwing her fit in the grass, or us hobbling back to the car sweating and deciding that we would have been better off just staying in the air conditioning on the couch.

But at least we got out of the house.....