Monday, August 30, 2010

Saturday Afternoon

They put on their best puppydog faces--big, eager eyes, batting lashes, winning smiles--"Please take us to the log."

I didn't want to go. Grownups have so much to do. Sigh.

Why can't Rebecca stand up straight?

She didn't heed Mommy's shoe advice, and feels insecure in flip flops.
The tempting view from the log bridge:Their coup: getting me to wade. Suddenly they felt free to venture farther and farther up the creek.Heading for home.SOME girls had to change their clothes after this little expedition. :-) No, not me!

1 comment:

Mom/Mimi said...

What fun!
I must say, those footprints on the log sure beat the footprints on the carpet. :)