Good Friday was all kinds of good yesterday.
Before we had to be at church for the Good Friday church service, the kids and I took advantage of the sunny day to tromp around in the mud.
Malachi's not too sure about this situation
A hollow tree just begging for some little girls to come along and "make soup".
And nourishing to mine soul.
This time it was coffee I believe.
I hope he let's me carry him even when he's a tiny teenager.
That would be all kinds of weird?
You're probably right.