Connor greeted me this morning as I emerged from the baby's room after changing a diaper. He was sitting at the top of the stairs in his tightie-whities. He looked right at me and softly said, "Happy summer." Nice.
We loaded Palmer into the stroller and headed out for a walk. We stopped and got breakfast on the way. And look what happened. I think this pretty much sums up how we feel about the great family summer ahead.
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