Mike wasn’t getting to the ice cream fast enough for Harper. She grabbed onto the stroller and started pushing while screaming “EAT, EAT” at anyone who dared to be in line ahead of us. No ankles were harmed…thankfully.
Mikey got the first taste and most definitely approved. There were chunks of peaches. Drool.
After the festival, we dropped Harper off with her grandma for the night because it was our friend’s birthday celebration. Her husband rented a huge 13ft slip ‘n slide. I’ve never seen so many grown men regress to age 12 at one time. Because we were out so late at the festival, Mike and I got to their house about 20 minutes before the rental company came to deflate the slide. He made every minute count.
While it looked like fun, yours truly did not indulge. My new bikini top did not support that type of activity.
Oh well, someone has to play photographer.
Was your weekend action packed or chill?! Let’s dish.