the rest from Central Park (& what I was going to write)

Ok, so I had all these plans to write lots when posting these pictures. But I had to take some allergy medicine tonight cause I was milliseconds from scratching my eyeballs out of my skull so I’m a little (pleasantly) floaty, so the long narrative will have to be postponed.

Really, who actually reads my posts anyway. You’re all just here for the pictures, right?

I was going to say how good the big boys were this day- totally go with the flow and easy and just plain fun. And I was going to write how Timmy was such a total pill for most of the day. Which is really not like him, but we’re all entitled to a day like that now and then. And then I was going to write how I don’t get it why they all can’t be good on the SAME day.

And then last I was going to write about what excellent good brothers the big boys are to Timmy. Always looking out for him and helping him. They love him and he ADORES them.

So, that’s what I was going to write.