Saturday, we decided to have a picnic at one of our favorite Bellingham parks across the street from one of the places we lived while Brett returned to school. We froze but were happy to be outside and then, of course, as a reward for choosing numb hands we went to Lafeen's (the best donut place, Brett and I would walk to, for oh, so tasty donuts and hot chocolate, all for exercise). Well, that is what we would tell ourselves.
Before settling down for our picnic, the kids wanted to play. I am not sure where I was but when I sat down at the table Camille was on her way over to the balloon man. Brett had told her that the balloon man had come and was giving away yes, balloons. As she was waiting, the man seemed a little hesitant about giving this girl, who he didn't know and was not invited to his son's Batman birthday party, a balloon. Yes, Brett had told her to go and crash some kid's party. We definitely figured it out when we saw mom's holding party favor bags. I was waiting for him to nab one of those and a slice of cake.
Gabe had a little trouble getting his hat just right.
Camille had fun digging a hole, a hole that Gabe fell into when he backed his truck up. Did she have this planned?
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See! Right there? Beautiful!
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