(who is now not really a baby but still)
We picked about 2 dozen heads off of my frost bitten mums because, what are flowers for if not for picking?
We gave some sass when we were caught picking said flowers.
Rather than stop picking we opted to hide in hopes of going unnoticed.
And when that didn't work, we decide to abort the mission and eat some mud instead.
Alas, that plan too was thwarted. Oh well, chasing after big sister Claire through the street is always a good time.
After the chase we went for a walk to see what we could find buried in the sidewalk cracks. Loot recovered included a broken nerf bullet, an old Skittles wrapper, and a rubber band that was later confiscated before it could be used for evil by various older brothers.
All in all it was a good outing, cut short a little later by some short lived snow and a scrape on the nose.