Tired Biggy-Henry.

Yesterday, we decided to take papa back to the lake park for lunch (yeah for Sonic!). We made sure to reserves bread from the enormous grilled cheese sandwiches to throw to the fish. We fed a lot of fish but had to leave because it was just too hot. (90 degrees at the end of September? Come on.) June fell asleep on the way home, and for the first time in Turner kid history, she stayed asleep even as mama got her out of the van, took her upstairs, changed her diaper, and put her to bed.

Mama wanted to get a picture of her passed out on the changing table with one leg handing off, but decided instead to not risk June rolling off while she went to get the camera. Instead, here's a few shots of one tired little buggy asleep in bed.

Poor little kid even slept through her brother hollering downstairs.

And here's a gratuitous thigh shot for Aunt Jenni.

The Lake Park- June.

Thursdays are notoriously bad days for mama. Henry is home from school and he spends most of the day asking the same question over and over and over and then asking mama why papa can't stay home with him instead.

So mama tried her favorite method of combating whine and grumpiness- get out of the house. We decided to try a new park- the Abernathy Waterfront Park. Mama's been looking for it for a while and it's tucked into one of the tiny inlets of the lake and is really close to downtown. It is 8 acres waterfront and boardwalks and docks that line the lake.

Mama lost track of where she was and dressed me in an unseasonably warm corduroy jumper. It was super cute, but it is still 90 degrees down here. Add on the fact that I demanded to wear my hat down over my eyes, and I was a sweaty kid.

Mama convinced Henry to take a picture by bribing him with use of the camera.

He took this picture of mama and me.

He took about 700 pictures of his yellow bug filled with acorns.

A nice shot of the trees. Rumor is this is the earliest trees have started to turn in 10 years. We haven't seen that many trees turning and wish an early fall meant plummeting temperatures as well.

Here's a contemplative shot of me. "June in nature." I was really trying to get off the path so I could gather more acorns in my little hands. Mama has had to make it a point to check my hands before I go to bed because she's been finding tiny things in my bed, such as puzzle pieces, rocks, and shells from Henry's beach box. I literally carry them around for hours and throw a big fit if someone takes them away.

There were swings on one of the docks and we spent some time looking at the lake. Henry spent the first half of the outing asking where the playground was and if we could leave and go to a playground.
Henry took this nice shot of the lake. Many of the docs had ramps down to another dock on the lake where you could tie up your boat or waverunner and head downtown for something to eat.

Five minutes before we left, we finally noticed the fish and ducks mama kept pointing out.

I liked this duck but jumped everytime it quacked. We had a little video of it, but Henry spends the whole time asking to use the camera and demanding a peanut butter jelly and pickle sandwich. Mama sounds very grumpy on it, so we decided not to post it.