JP is keeping them entertained by playing the guitar. Or, as my Rosetta Stone would tell me, Mi esposo esta tocando la guitarra por el perro. Esposo, if you read this, am I right?
When we went for a walk on Saturday morning, there were trees down all over the place and lots of street signs were gone. One of the streetlights' glass coverings had fallen from a bridge over our sidewalk; it was HUGE. That's Mia's head off to the right, and the glass is about the size of 7 Mia heads.
That's how I measure things.
This was our Fourth of July. Laundry and dogs. And jet lag. JP fell asleep at about 8.
This is more for Elizabeth than anything else. My final daily outfit photo for JP, and also an example of something I would have never worn in high school. A tee shirt tucked into short-shorts WITH A BELT?! My, how things have changed.