Last night I babysat the kids who live next door, while their dad took their mom back to Calgary for yet another week of chemotherapy and radiation. (Sad.) That's a six hour trip for him. It has been so very hot here, and we couldn't handle it in the house. It's an oven. It started cooling off outside, so we went out and read stories together. Corina and their littlest boy both fell asleep on the concrete steps. Wouldn't you think that would be kind of uncomfortable? They didn't seem to mind. Awfully cute.
And that is a clear shot of the black Mary Jane Crocs.
Nothing else is going on. I'm waiting for my policeman to call me, which supposedly he will be doing tomorrow morning. I still don't know what's going on with the crazy lady.