No Shirt

When it gets hot, muggy, and the sun’s gone down a bit, I take off my shirt while I’m working around the yard/house.

It’s only a matter of minutes before Abigail has her shirt off too and she’s helping.

There’s no telling her otherwise.

It’s just the way it is.

Of course Lauren does it too, but…

she’s a baby and crawling’s hot.

– b