Friday, June 18, 2010

Because obviously we're five.

Sometimes, we have days when we think we're five.
We go to the pool.
We go off the diving board and do really awkward things like the pencil, the screwdriver, and toe touches.
All while Mandi judges us. We're five. We like it.

When a girl won't get her hair wet, it's very necessary to splash around her.
We play the fireworks game, where you bob up and down.
We also play marco polo.

Then, we go to the park. And we get really excited about slides. Too excited probably.

Then, we roll down hills. Like five year olds.

It was a good day though.
Fantastic, really.
Being five is fun.