This morning was chilly (at least by May in Texas standards) and overcast. We did basically the same things today that we did the day before.
We didn’t discover until later this afternoon that we’d all been bitten by some mean little bugs that would torture us with itching all week. Betsy and I had it the worst.
The weekend was far from injury free. I opened a door on top of Christopher’s big toe and tore off part of his toenail. Lane threw a stick that hit Betsy in the forehead and gave her a nice bump.
After lunch we all headed back home. I am so glad we got out here for the weekend.
