Wearing his patriotic polo. (Daddy, that's a 3 on the sleeve!)
That's a monster in his mouth.
Axel, Brillo, and I had a very low-key 4th of July. We had a morning walk, a good morning nap, and then an afternoon walk and play time with Axel's friend Suraya and her mom, Deb. The house across the street was having a party, and kids were running around, playing in a blow-up pool, and slipping on a Slip 'n Slide. The men were cooking hot dogs, and everybody was having a wholesome, old fashioned, American good time. Deb and I played with the babies out front, drank a beer, and lived vicariously through the party goers. It was cool. And it was better than being at the party, because we didn't have to mingle and have meaningless conversations with strangers about things in which we're completely disinterested. It was a perfect 4th of July!
Happy birthday, America!
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