Last Thursday was the exact opposite of the previous one. It was hot and humid and the thought of going outside made me want to cry but we big fat did it anyway and I'm glad we did. We headed to a local park with Logan's bike and spent an hour and a half riding slowly down the trail through the woods and stopping at every bench, dock and overlook to throw sticks in the lake, feed the ducks or look for pinecones. We also saw dozens and dozens of baby frogs hopping across the trail. Logan even caught one for a closer look. I'm still shocked he didn't squeeze the poor things head off. Gentleness is not his strong suit. On the way home we splurged on chickfila nuggets which are never a bad idea.
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