I love summer mornings. Before it reaches 100 degrees. Before our backyard is filled with the hot Texas summer sun. It's breezy, sorta cool in the 80s, and things feel fresh. On this particular morning, we had no where to be. Daddy was home. I was watering plants, and my three little helpers decided to join me outside.
I have the garden marked off--Mommy gets half to grow her veggies, the boys get the other half to play and dig. (And I totally love that they have this digging option! Better than a sandbox and boys need dirt to play in.) The boys were so cute playing and digging, each doing their own thing, but still working and playing together.









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