Summer has its own sweet smell. There’s a combination of too-hot children, dust, creek water, fresh grass, and something sticky that I can’t quite put my finger on. But at the end of the day, when our 5yo slips his grimy hand into mine as we walk to check their crawdad trap, I know that we are nestled in the envelope of summer.
As always, Todd Helton the Cat comes bounding along. He heels much better than the dogs.
While a starling ratted out Todd Helton’s location and kept dive-bombing him, we met this sweet little girl along the way.
I’m a super sucker for any and all babies, two- or four-legged.
Her name is Luna, and she was quite pooped out after her walk.
We mustn’t, however, let ourselves become too distracted…because I have another introduction for you.
This is Larry.
Larry now lives on our back porch with quite a few buddies. They have luxurious lodging in a a large, low-profile plastic tub with it’s own air bubbler, and they feast on ground meat.
Such is my life with boys. *sigh*
My favorite part?