Mother's Little Helper

"Kids are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say...

The good news? Wesley likes to help.

The bad news? Wesley likes to help.

But tell me this: Could you look into that smiling little face, with his one eyebrow raised mischievously, his eyes shining with excitement, and tell him "No, I don't want you to help!"?

(And if you answered "yes" to that, do you use the traditional burlap sack or do you prefer the more modern nylon mesh netting when you drown puppies?)

Wes Rocks!

During the 4th of July week, Wesley spent quite a bit of time at his "Mer-Mer" and "Grandpa Dude's" beautiful house in Solana Beach.



More specifically, he spent quite a bit of time in the planter in front of the house, carefully placing little fistfuls of rocks and seashells...


...all over the concrete edge...



...and onto the ground... and onto the tops of the landscape lighting... and onto the nearby wooden chairs...

...and probably a bunch of other places that Mer-Mer and Grandpa Dude are still finding. Sorry about that!