"This is niiiiiice. Do you think they wash these sidewalks? I mean there is NO trash whatsoever! Although, I do miss the fun of looking for a stray chicken bone or an old piece of gum, like we do at home."
"Just look at that curb! It looks bleached. It's clean enough to eat off of. Of course, I also will eat out of the trash. I'm not really picky."
"The grass is still green here! It looks so comfy! I just want to roll around in it and scratch my back! Don't you?"
"Mom, we have GOT to do something about the landscaping situation at home. Seriously."
Sorry Bean! Until your Mom graduates and gets a J-O-B, we'll just have to live with weeds and dead leaves.
(By the way, we move into the new house this weekend. I will be sure to take pictures of Bean's first moments checking out her new digs!)
(By the way, we move into the new house this weekend. I will be sure to take pictures of Bean's first moments checking out her new digs!)