Monday, July 7, 2008

Nothing rhymes with orange

I tried to think of a catchy title for this post, but nothing came to mind, not even a rhyme... hey, that rhymes! I think the heat's gettin' to me. On to the pics...







"Hi there, nice little cherub."



This is what happens when there's no response. Kids nowadays, they don't like to be ignored. ha



There's nothin' better than an ice cream sandwich on a hot summer's day. It's an icky, sticky glop of yumminess.



Caitie is a serious slider; she really gets into it. She wanted me to go down the slide as well, of which I did, but it wasn't pretty. It was hot and humid and I had shorts on; I stuck to the slide like glue. After sliding down and crying out in pain, I proceeded to get off the slide, of which sounded like sandpaper rubbing against a hard surface. I don't think Caitie will be asking me to go down the slide again anytime soon. ha

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