Well, after nap we didn’t set up the pool. Daddy was still at work (poor daddy) so we sat out in the back yard and did some raking and shoveling – but it was too hot. Then we moved to the back patio under the umbrella and gave his trucks a car wash. With shovels. Because that is the best way to give trucks a car wash. But then the shoveling water turned into splashing water all over Mommy – and I realized that I didn’t mind being wet because it was H-O-T. So we took our car wash up a notch:
Mommy will make a better car wash next time – I learned a thing or two.
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But oh my gosh it was fun.
After the car wash we went to the grocery store together where Brendan ate his way through the supermarket. A sandwich portion of ham, 2 veggie pouches, a mini blueberry bagel (with no cream cheese), teddy grahams, and finally – the produce guy took pity on him. He heard him yelling ‘Peeeeeeeeeach!!!!!’ and came over with a peach. Fully peeled. It was the juiciest, slipperiest, messiest thing I have ever seen – but he loved it. Ate the whole thing. And then kept referring to Mister Peach Produce Person as, “My Guy”. As in, “Where my guy?”, “Oh THERE my guy!”. I guess what they say is true, the way to man’s heart is through his stomach. By way of peach.