Happiness is on the next to the last day or, as Jake so loves to point out the, penultimate day of school your parents take you to a minor league ball game. There you get to eat cotton candy, have some french fries, go squirrel hunting, and cap it all off with watching fireworks.
So yes it was a late night and a school night at that, but really is there anything as useless as the last day of school?
Is it just me, or in spite of the blue beaard, does Max look older in this pic? More likely I've not noticed the passing of time, but still - can't they invent a "pause" buttom for the whole growing up thing?
ReplyDeleteHe does look older. My baby is growing up.
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