When EG came to visit last month, we just had to build something. The kids were adamant that we build marshmallow guns. The process was made infinetly easier by me buying the wrong parts, so they didn't work so well while EG was here, but a few nips, tucks and glued bits made them work much better now.
I came home from graduation practice the other night to find everyone outside shooting each other with marshmallows. Here's the boy completely unaware that his father has him fuzzy eyeballed. The marshmallow hit him right on the forehead.
As all good fathers do, under the guise of, "Here, let me fix that," the man comandeered both weapons and sent the kids scattering for ammunition to throw back by hand.
Next I knew, the girl ran in the house and got the man his own bag of marshmallows so they could team up on the boy.
She, most certainly, needed a bath when they were done.
Thus, summer began.
Side note: went out to the garden this morning and realized the zucchini was giving up the ghost. I got to thinking about Kate and Crew and her Garden Blogger's Death Day. It seems like she's not blogging anymore and I miss her wry sense of humor. Do you think she'd mind if we resurrected it?
June 17, 2013 - Plum Disappointed
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