Monday, June 2, 2008

Watermelon...and I Mean WATERmelon

No rest of the weary...or is it no rest of the wicked? Or no work no money...or no bee no honey? Or I work hard for my money so you better treat me right? I am so confused. If anyone knows me, you are fully aware that I will butcher any saying out there. But whatever the saying is, I had boxes to unpack today. And we all know you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar...whatever that means....so I unpacked just a little and decided to take a break with the Twerps...
We had a little watermelon time.Middle Twerp dove right in.
What is this piece number two.... ??
Piece number three...Piece number four...Where is all that water going to go? AHH!! Middle Twerp, what are you doing????Just watering the flowers mom.I don't think we are cut out for the city life.

4 comments:

Kim said...

Cute buns. Even cuter grin. Ah, the mischief he will get into!

Kila said...

That's what summer is for ;)

ptamom3 said...

That's a "watermelon eating" grin if I've ever seen one. Glad you are enjoying the benefits of southern living :)

Treasia said...

Boys will be boys.