So, we went to the park.
For the hundredth time.
And now I am, for some reason, blogging about it.
???
Some significants of this particular trip: Brinkley took her notebook and crayons and colored almost the whole time. Go figure. Perhaps she will be just like me. I happened to have my notebook at the park as well. Surprised?
Darcy went in time out for throwing rocks, even after being asked not to.
She also rubbed dirt all over her face.
Brinkley started wanting to push Darcy on the swings. I think that's cute.
Weeeelllll. Here you go. Some dirty kids at the park:
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