Roosevelt loves to come on our walks... He always trails just a little behind the boys. It's like he is their security guard. Yeah- our cat thinks he is a dog.
We didn't walk on the road today... we walked through all the puddles in the ditches.
throwing rocks, sticks and pretty much anything we could find...
Wheeler was picking up rocks for mama to throw... what a sweet boy.
I tried to get some pictures of the two of them together... They don't always cooperate.
Splashing through puddles...
Wheeler's boots were a little short for the deep puddles. He could only squish along so far before we had to stop and empty them out.
We found this field of wildflowers, well they were probably weeds and I just don't know the difference. But either way we were up for playing in them. Maybe we will go back this week in some decent clothes and do a little spring shoot.
my gangster.
Most of the puddles we played in were clear water, except of course the ones in our front yard.
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