The park I mentioned in my last post is literally behind our house. There’s a side entrance trail two driveways away.
On a rare dry evening, we went on a picnic when Keith came home from work. It was so nice to have some time to relax and play.
Can you see her top two front teeth? They just popped through…
Mercy was “on guard,” as usual. Except when the picnic food came out, when she decided to switch her job description from security detail to food-quality-assurance.