Looks like a lack of privacy combined with a love of books has taught my boy something new.
Not that he learned it from me.
I thought I would show you a few photos from my
These are the things I think of while I'm running.
Let's get to the pictures, shall we?
Okay, maybe that's a little extreme.
But maybe not. It's so rude! Look, some poor soul stepped in this one. Probably some unsuspecting girl pushing her non-jogging stroller... DOH!
Would you believe there is a trailer park at the end of this tree lined street?
With horses right next door too.
It was at this point that Logan looked up at me and said "Mother, if you stop this stroller one more time I am going to get out and walk home."
Here is a (bad) shot of our neighborhood from the street.
I shall end this post with a cute, albeit unrelated, picture of Logan.