Our poor, neglected garden. Between the heat and the infant, it's hard a rough go this summer.
Sam worked on his core strength while Gilligan gazed longingly at all the flowers he wanted to trample. His on backyard probation since he ripped Nick's thriving grapevine out of the ground. Naughty doggie.
I was clearly more amused than Sam by our backyard adventures.
Found out, rather quickly, that someone is not amused by the hose. So we sat on it instead. Take that, hose!