Well, it was beautiful outside this evening. We didn't go inside to give Burgundy a bath until 9. There was a nice breeze with a whisper of cool to it, rainbows off the mountain tops in the distance... just a transcendent night.
We had Burgundy in the bouncer in the garage, Finn rode his bike, Cody pulled weeds and I sat in my chair at the top of the driveway, taking it all in, thinking to myself how remarkably lucky I am.
And I just thought it would be fun to take a picture of Burgundy's little sausage toes (or "saahsage" for you Chicagoans) that were all dirty from bouncing on the garage floor.
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Love the toes...
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