My youngest was horsing around on my bed this morning and managed to tumble off and knock the wind out of himself. He wasn't really hurt but he looked so sad and told me the only thing that would make him feel better was to do something fun. Now I wasn't born yesterday - but apparently I am still a sucker because here we are at our playground picnic not too long after.... Now doesn't he look like he is feeling better??
It was really too beautiful a day to do chores anyway, right?!!
