"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Thursday, August 12, 2010

This morning we met our friends at the park for a play date. When they arrived, Isaiah jumped off the slide and hollered, "Bryson!" He was so excited. They all had fun playing in the sand, climbing on rocks by the trees, and swinging on the swings. Then we had to rush home for Charlotte to take her nap, but first I had to wash her feet in the sink and I still need to get all of the sand out of her shoes. She has such cute little toes.

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