We went to the fur this weekend. Yes, I said the fur. Because that is what Sam calls it. And fur is so much better than fair. Meet me in St. Louis Louis! Meet me at the fur! See? Better.
He had so much fun. He was brave and adventurous and not greedy or whiny. It was a wonderful summer evening. Here's a few photos for you to enjoy.
In other news, Henry's diaper rash has become an all consuming monster. I am completely preoccupied with my son's buttocks and the trials and tribulations they currently face. No ointment -- not even the prescription ones he's on -- seem to be a match for this rash. I think all that's left is divine intervention. So, I humbly ask you to pray for the healing of Henry's ass. Thank you.
Prayers on the way as I type this!!! Sam is sure looking like a boy...instead of a toddler. He's really growing up.....SIGH! Nina
ReplyDeleteYes the fur was wonderful. Sam tried everything and had a riot while Henry sat in his stroller and ate a grilled cheese, Sam got to talk to a man on stilts and freaked the livin heck out of his mother. paparaiso
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