We went to the Lemars' house this afternoon because they are wonderful people, they have a pool and a John Deere riding lawn mower. Also, Ed and Bart were home and let Henry pick fresh blackberries off the bush and eat them and the combination of all of these details equals heaven for Henry. And me.
There was a storm passing, so we were afraid we couldn't swim, but we got so sweaty listening to the thunder that we jumped in anyway. But only after Henry "helped Baaahhhhttt" (that is, Bart) with some hammering.
And Svea got to pose and squeal for everyone. So proud of the rolls, my girl.