We found another playground.
We found some 'mingoes.
We found another carousel.
And, as if that weren't enough 'venture for one day, we took the girls for their first round of miniature golf after dinner. It was pretty funny. Every time someone hit a ball, the girls would go chase it and pick it up and bring it back to us. They would hit them from wherever they wanted to, and then they'd pick up the ball and set it right next to the hole and hit it in. I'll admit it was nice to have 3 little people so close to the ground and intent on picking up all of the balls.
E, J, R
Daddy gets some pointers from the ladies.
Papa and Becca
It started going downhill after a few holes, when Emma started running back and forth between holes. When her golf club eventually became a vacuum cleaner. When the rocks became more interesting than the golf course. When we were following around 3 dirty diapers. But oh so funny.

















