I was driving home from work today, sweat dripping down the backs of my knees, when I saw this phrase on a church sign: "You think it's hot here, this is nothing compared to HELL". Well, ok. Fair enough. It's hot though, dangit.
This is what happens when you take your baby to the Farmer's Market in this weather that doesn't compare to how hot Hell may be:
But we still love jumping.
This is what happens when you take your baby to the Farmer's Market in this weather that doesn't compare to how hot Hell may be:
But we still love jumping.
And she loves avocado! And Feta Cheese! I'm determined to make sure she's not picky like her father.
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