What are you doing, Papa?

We had a great day in the backyard today. The boys love to be outside, and I love them to be outside. My husband was finally brush-cutting the yard. I have mowed it three times, but this is the first time the extra stuff has been cut.

My youngest refuses to weather a shirt these days, so if the weather is permitting, I do let him take it off. He begs me constantly...in stores, at restaurants, in the car and of course at home. In fact, if he can just wear his little underpants, he's a happy clam.

In this shot, he is curiously watching my husband wrangle with the brush cutter. He's terrified of anything that has a motor, but did help me mow the lawn last week.

I just wish the wind would die down, but I'm doomed by living right on the coast. I keep debating the pool but worry of blue lips and giant goosebumps.