Summer Days
The kids are having a fun time in the summer sun. Â After a yummy breakfast, we took the kids to a nearby park with a fantastic playground. Â Penny quickly made friends while Teddy explored and hit the slides. Â Later in the day, after getting a new helmet and a quick lunch trip, Penny hit the road in her new scooter Lisa gave her for her birthday. Â We also played with water balloons out in the front yard in the late afternoon. Â SUMMER FUN!
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