We took Paisley to the lake.
She was surprised to find that she could drink from the Big Puddle, but not surprised to find that she preferred beer.
Speaking of finding, I found this in the sand where it had hidden, underwater, for at least a year:
Proving, for what must be the millionth time, that Ryan and I are just gigantic six-year-olds (and pirates):
He’s going to be an amazing Daddy one day.
Seriously, though, how could you not want to have this man’s children?