From the road

Flying a kite this afternoon on the hill behind our house. This kite was made by Shea's Mum when he was a kid. We had mixed success on this gusty afternoon, but it was nice to be out regardless.

Hands down, the highlight for me was at the bottom of the hill. As we lifted Little Ladie from Mountain Dad's shoulders and then tried to make her 'do a wee,' she complacently told us,

"I do a wee in my pants and my pants and on Dad's shoulders."

Toilet training is slow going for us, but communication of the fact is spot on.