Yesterday we had the brilliant idea to go to the park. Turns out it was not such a good idea, due to the fact that the entire population of Comal county was there, along with all their relatives from the surrounding counties. So we decided to go to a
yucky and much less appealing lesser known location. The three younger ones wanted to get wet. The water was gross. They all smelled like pond scum when they got out. A year and a half of severe drought will do that to a river.
This girl will soon be locked up in a dragon guarded castle, her father informs me. Or at least a shot gun guarded four bedroom.
This girl will FINALLY be getting the speech therapy she needs. Three times a week with much homework. We are praying for some quick progress. We are all getting frustrated, especially her. Isn’t she cute. Her swimming suit matched the broken eggs all over the ground.
This guy has rickets. So when we got there, I took off his shirt and told him to make some vitamin D. When I snapped this picture I asked him if he was making vitamin D like I told him to. He replied, “No, I’m picking up rocks.” In such a tone, as to say, “Duh mom, clearly I am picking up rocks.”
That’s what he did the whole time…pick up rocks…throw rocks…repeat.
I’m pretty sure he made some vitamin D too.
I didn’t get a good picture of the other guy. This nearly fourteen year old would have rather been someplace other than a stinky dried up river…no place in particular…just someplace else. Hence the lack of a flattering picture. He’s a good guy though…no complaining. He just sat back and enjoyed the view.