Elliott spent over an hour (maybe two?) scrubbing all the pigeon poop off our balcony the other day. As a reward, we got to enjoy the sunrise outside on Monday morning. Thank you, thank you, sweet hubby o' mine.
As we sat there sipping our coffee and enjoying our baby we heard cowbells. A herd of mama cows, baby cows, and even a daddy cow or two came ambling through the pastures below our house.
Great way to start the week!