Saturday evening we had the Huffs over for a cookout and bonfire. They brought over some fireworks (errr… sparkler type fireworks). The kids were dirtballs by the end of the night so we turned on the Kid Wash (haha!) and they ran (and rode bikes) through the kids wash until they were clean and tuckered out.
This just cracks me up. Addisen LOVED the rats. She had zero fear of them at all. Maybe because she kept calling them rabbits? I tried correcting her but she ultimately reverted back to calling them rabbits again and again. She was so funny…she would grab them up like they were nothing and just pick them up and hold them and didn’t seem to care at all if they squirmed. Saturday morning Porter was feeding the rats and Addi snuck in and grabbed up Polly. I heard them running through the kitchen and turned to see Addi run into the living room, poor Polly in her hand, and Porter running after Addi. Addi was yelling “No, no take away my rabbit!” It was hilarious!
Check out Atticus the Fatticus Ratticus…. are those eyes not pleading for rescuing or what?!