The day after my mom went back to Utah, Redd, Di and the babies came to stay.
We managed to squeeze our crazy broods under one roof, and it was awesome.
The kids spent the afternoon getting reacquainted and wrestling a giant stuffed pig that Reece got from some woman off the street.
We decided to take our circus on the road and grabbed a picnic dinner at Met Market before heading down to the waterfront, where Lola quickly showed Easton the magic of her beloved "s."
Due to a traumatic turn of events involving a toddler and an upset stomach, Redd ended up wearing his wife's cardigan.
But this is Seattle so it's no big deal -- we were passed by a guy jogging in his booty shorts and tiara.
And this was just the first day of our funfest...
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When I showed this pictures to Easton and reminded him of the incident he laughed and said "I poop on Daddy's back." I'm glad the only one traumatized by this was Redd...and maybe the guy in the tiara.
I wore the hell out of that cardigan, the hell out of it.
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