Do you know what you need when you get ready for speech?
A mustache!
And do you know what you need when you’re the brother of the kid going to speech?
That’s right. A matching mustache.
And do you know what you say to everyone who asks when you grew such a nice mustache?
Nathaniel: It’s not a real mustache. It’s just marker.
Just in case you were worried that my four-year-olds decided to stop shaving. You can now be rest assured it was only a marker, not actual facial hair.
As a side note: When I took Marshall to his first baseball practice we played at the park. It’s been much too long since we’ve been to the park. Nathaniel and Jacob have forgotten how to slide the fireman pole and do the monkey bars. I blame the great Pacific Northwest for that. We haven’t truly acclimated to cold. If it’s sunny here, it’s still cold. No one really feels like going to the park and freezing. Especially me. I guess technically you could blame me, but let’s not.
They look happy to be out playing!
I blame the cold…
me too!