When Brooke got home from school this morning she and I rode over towards Pigeon Mtn. and lollygagged around. She was exhausted from a reallllllly long day yesterday so we didn’t stay out too long. And with the risk of sounding like a broken record, it’s really freakin’ hot out there.
We just had a heck of a heat-of-the-day storm blow through here. It was lovely. :)
Hobbes still isn’t home. I don’t think he’s coming back this time. :(
Happy Birthday to my father-in-law, who I love more than Diet Coke.