Rollin with my Homies.

 A simple and amazing day at the park yesterday!  It can be rough working up the motivation to take 4 wee people out in public.  It wears me out just thinking about it.  But anytime we need even just a gallon of milk we try to get 'em out so they can smell the colors and what not.  We need to get to the park A LOT more often.  We had a blast for about twelve bucks. 

As a funny joke, ON OURSELVES, we got Coop and Z "dipped cones" for the first time.

 And, yeah... they're not quite there yet.

 This junk was in noses and on glasses.

 But the ants at this particular park probably loved us.

 (This is a really good pic of the Hubs, I do believe)

 Lola was a slight bit jealous of us ice cream eatin' fools.

 Now, if you haven't had Dairy Queen's Mocha Moolatte, you need to stop absolutely everything you are doing at this very second and go get yourself one.

I am no ice cream connoisseur, and I don't usually enjoy Dairy Queen, but this shake-y, coffee, chocolate-y thingy was The Shit.  Go get one.  Now.

 Yum-O, right??

 I taught the kids how to roll down a (small miniscule) hill.  The Hubs thought I was nuts and I got bubblegum on my shorts.  Screw you bubblegum spittin litterbugs. 

 The Hubs quickly joined in the fun though. 

 Worked on our planking skills.  Mad skills.

Among other... things. 

A wonderful day.  We did nothing but naps, icecream and the park.  That's fabulous in my book.