We were eating lunch when Bryson started making his all-too-familiar grunting sounds. Amber was very insistent that it was my turn and I had no choices. I knew what that smell would do to me on a full stomach, so I grabbed a clothes pin and went to work. Except for the pain from the pinching that brought tears to my eyes, it was a much better experience than going naked-nosed.
Also…
Brandon came over again this morning to help work on our digging project. We were making great progress when it started to sprinkle, the pour. We had to stop, but I wasn’t giving in that easily. I decided to flip mother nature the finger and use the rain to my advantage, so I washed my truck. So there.
