Papa Elliott and Roswell are special buddies. Ross would give spontaneous hugs to my dad any time of the day. My dad ate it up. A few weeks before my parents came out Ross would ask about "broken papa". I asked him who that was. He said that it was the papa who's legs don't work and he's in a chair with wheels. I was surprised at that description, but knew that Ross knows more that I realized. He's a smart kid, and he sure loves my dad.
We bought a fire pit this week. We decided to have some s'mores.
This kid is endlessly squatting!
Lovin the string of marshmallow!
My boys enjoying the fire and s'mores. (Avery was in Mommy's arms while taking pictures.)
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