OH was on the roof of the shed doing stuff.
The front door just happened to be open.
Storm is looking good, isn’t he?
Look, Waffle fits beautifully through the door.
A little bit of a pile up in the porch.
But BeAnne gently showed them the door.
I think the boys are rather pleased with their achievement. Silver was somewhere else and not interested in this escapade!
Always worth another shot.
This time I did say no, thank you to the double grazing sales pony.
But how could I resist this little face?
and this? They are such darlings. And no, there were no presents left behind.
(Is it wrong that I wish they could live in my house?)
OH is going to have a fit when, or if, he sees this blog! I must start practising my sorry face.