Last Sunday, we went apple picking with our friends Jonathan, Stacy, and Tesla. For some reason, Paul wanted to hang out with these complete strangers, instead. . . . . .maybe because we make him do goofy things like this:
We met up with Grandma and Grandpa and Asher, just as Grandma and Asher left on a hay ride around the orchard.
Yes, yes he is. (His "binky" reads: I'm the BOSS)
Daddy is the Minotaur in the center of the hay maze. Who knew?
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