
My aunt and uncle were visiting from California so we took our family to my parents' to see them. My dad bartered for this horse...Tate loves it....he believes it to be his and demands that Tennille get off if he sees her.

Tennille is all about Tennille...so this is probably a picture of her asking my mother to go have a tea party or make her some toast, even though my mom is doing the dishes and waiting to visit with my aunt. Tennille and I had several 'talks' that weekend.

My parents made a fabulous brunch and we dined al fresco....


Frying potatoes...yum....

Someone served the fruit on a bench...Tate could not believe his good fortune!



Car ride home...I would like to say it was this peaceful....but no...this is just on the way to the gas station...then Tate went to his seat and everyone decided to be fussy.

Can any parent raise the roof for me? Just looking at Riley's expression should send some compassionate service my way...no...the 6 hour ride did not get any better....
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It's so nice to see someone else struggling with a toddler.
Any of your talks with Tennille work? i have 2 in that stage
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