Holy Giant Horses!
On our way home from visiting my parents we made two stops. First, Harry couldn’t take it any more. He just had to get out, stretch his chubby little legs and most importantly get into a dry diaper. We stopped … Continued
On our way home from visiting my parents we made two stops. First, Harry couldn’t take it any more. He just had to get out, stretch his chubby little legs and most importantly get into a dry diaper. We stopped … Continued
I regret to say that I missed the Medieval Fair this year (why isn’t that spelled the way it sounds? Hooked on phonics is not working for me). I really wanted to go but Harry came down with a wicked … Continued
Actually it’s called the Museum of Osteology but I was hoping to get a giggle out of that title.