My dad installed a farm sink on the back porch, and it's June's favorite place to take a bath. And I must admit, I wish I could take a bath outside, but I pity the neighbor who catches that view.
Here's June, marveling the faucet.
Guess who's helping...
Big brother can help more here than inside, so that's a bonus.
Excited much?
Aaah, bathing near the flora.
The porch concrete was also a canvas for Owen last week. Joe left his shaving cream behind because of TSA regulations, and we put it to another use. Owen has been practicing writing his name (O-W-and then chicken scratch for now), and he had fun with a bigger space to write. Bonus, his hands and fingernails were the cleanest they have been in quite sometime. June was there for moral support!
Excited much?
Aaah, bathing near the flora.
The porch concrete was also a canvas for Owen last week. Joe left his shaving cream behind because of TSA regulations, and we put it to another use. Owen has been practicing writing his name (O-W-and then chicken scratch for now), and he had fun with a bigger space to write. Bonus, his hands and fingernails were the cleanest they have been in quite sometime. June was there for moral support!
Moral of this story: Feeling cooped up inside? Come join us on the back porch.
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nothing nicer than a fat puffy babypussy
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