Saturdays can be a bit rough on the boy.
That's because usually Saturday is the day Byron is out working on the yard: mowing, weed eating, leaf blowing etc.
The minute Kean hears the ol' lawn mower fire up... he heads over to the window and starts knocking and pointing.
Poor guy. He loves to be outside.
He loves to sit on the lawn mower and ride around with his pops.
But with all the forest fires so close in the mountains, our little valley's air is gross-ola.
Can you tell how soupy it is?
Try explaining that to the boy.
Lucky for me, he's easily distracted.
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This air is so nasty. I can't believe how many hazy days we have had. It makes it hard for those who can't be outside in it. Good thing he is easily distracted like you said. What a sweet boy!
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