... there's just gotta be a way out there!

If we just push on this door ...

Dad admires his handiwork

Story time

Rainy evening walk

Sylvia happily jumped in every puddle -- until her pants got wet, and then she whimpered until we agreed to go back home.

On the way back, we ran into a friend and her dad collecting snails from a drainpipe. They gave us one and directions on how to feed and care for it. Sylvia wouldn't touch it but she named it Shamas Thomas. Pics tomorrow if it survives the night.

"I'm babysitting!"

Me: Sylvia, I have to go inside for a minute and check on dinner. Can you stay out here with Levi?

Sylvia: Sure. (Gasps.) This is my first time taking care of Levi! I'm BABYSITTING!!"

Swings