A Very Cold Splash Pad…
Pat and I took Gabe to the mall to do an art project. Unfortunately we didn’t have a reservation (I didn’t know we needed one…), so we couldn’t do it and he was really disappointed. So we got ice cream instead, which definitely helped. But then he saw the splash pad. He was convinced that Dad needed to go home and get his swim suit. We told him no on that one, but he was welcome to do it in his clothes.
This kid. He’s the best.
Joy. That is the only way to describe Gabe, playing in a splash pad all by himself. (It was only 69 degrees, after all…)
This kid. He’s the best.
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