Rolling Down a Hill

A beautiful (but windy) fall day in late September spent checking out the antique planter in Grandpa Mark and Grandma Dianne's front landscaping, then teaching Clayton and Reese to roll down the hill.

If my memory serves me, I believe the evening ended with a late night stop at Walgreen's in Lincoln before heading home to York so that I could pick up some Benedryl for the boys because they started getting a little puffy from all the little scratches on their skin from the grass. I guess next time we do this we need to wear long pants and sleeves! Oops!