Stephen and I are keenly aware of what winters are like in Illinois; therefore, armed with this knowledge, we allow Baylor and Jack to get as dirty as they want outside during these waning summer days. Tonight they dug holes in the backyard, ate clots of dirt, and then were happy to be stripped completely naked and sprayed with a hose before coming indoors for dinner. Baylor was wearing his favorite outfit (which he had chosen) and Jack got to visit the dogs--they were very happy, dirty boys.
Baylor fell into a hole at one point. Here he is
attempting to get out.
Eventually he gave up and just enjoyed relaxing.
Here he is picking up and throwing loose dirt.
That is one happy Jack!
Here I am at 39 weeks and two days.
I carried the boys the same way--straight out in front.
It's hard to tell I'm pregnant from the back.
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