It isn’t often that all of the kids eat breakfast together on a school day. But this was one of those rare days.
We caught Scout for cereal (and day old balloons), and after he left, the other weasels and I spent some time frolicking.
Dash spent a bunch of time “going to shoot you”.
Somehow he has his wires crossed, and always shoots himself instead.
Navy was practicing rollerblading.
She is DYING to get good.
But after a few mishaps, she “roller-scootered” instead.
Poor Dash spent a bit of time in his stomping grounds as of late — time out.
And this sweet thing?
She watched while it all went down!