We finally had amazing weather and it just happened to be on the day we had planned to go the Tulip Festival with our dear friends from Henry's preschool. The kids had a BLAST. We started off being dragged around by a tractor...in VERY bumpy carriers...and I was pretty much sure I was going to go into labor. We then went and walked through the Tulips...which the kids found not nearly as fascinating as the mud water that they could splash in. Needless to say, they all fell and all were filthy by the end. We had so much fun, we lost track of time and didn't leave until WAY too late as Henry and Trevin were going to the Blazer game with their dads. In full Griswald style, we dropped them off with slightly cleaned up (Henry wearing Trevin's clean shorts with Bogg boots) and 15 minutes late. Mark sent me a text shortly thereafter letting me know that Henry's smelled like cow manure.
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