I feel somewhat guilty writing this post. Andy is home weathering a Utah spring. He sent me a picture of what he woke up to yesterday morning:
Meanwhile, we thought we would “Weather the San Diego Spring” out at the Wild Animal Park. It looks more like this:
Somebody conned Boppa into a ride in the stroller her sister wasn’t using:
After toughing it out in 77 degree weather, frozen yogurt was in order:
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