We just took the kids to a very cute park down here. We had Jack in the Box for a picinic lunch, and the squrriels would run up and nab table scraps. Which, of course, would send Emerald into peals of laughter and myself into panic. Nasty little rodents.

Naturally, Emerald finished lunch before Oma and I did, so she sat next to us and smeared dirt all over herself and her outfit. In true hobo fashion, I held her under the water fountain stream to get the bulk of it off, but she still looked like a filthy vagrant.

Gabriel sat in his stroller, cool diaper wipe on his head, and cooed and cooed.

Now we're on the way home with two very dirty, sleeping babies :)