Last in the Rat Race

We tripped out to the booming metropolis of Smithton over the weekend with a three-fold agenda:
* Visit my good friend Cheryl
* Play date for Kate and Cheryl’s kids
* Play date for Paddi and Cheryl’s dogs

Ever the good hostess, Cheryl had the yard set up with a pool for the kids, a pool for the dogs and chairs in the shade for us. The only thing missing? Cold beer. But I guess it was 10 am… (when did we get to be such fuddies?)

They played hard and a good time was had by all.

The drive home:

(how can kids sleep like that?)