It was another hot and steamy day. So, of course, the kids wanted to go outside and get wet. While they were out there, Gracie graciously washed off some of my new rocks for me.
See, rocks. I picked them up yesterday while I was borrowing Grandma Steinke's truck. They weren't really that dirty, but Gracie had a water gun and she was going to use it.
It's not like she was going to get any help from mom ...
... or brother.
It's so hard to find good help these days. Am I right, Gracie?
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