Waiting to leave the smelly nursing home. We feel bad for Mrs. Barrett though, who used to be our neighboor. She has too-small hands with skinny blue veins spiraling up her arms like tree branches and she talks too soft and doesn't open her eyes and moans. When we leave I feel sort of sick.
But it's okay because we get icecream at Ben 'n Jerry's and then the library:
This smelly lady was reading these kids a book, and she was going on and on and on and the kids totally weren't into it. They were rolling around and hitting each other and jumping and the lady kept right on reading, even when one of the girls popped her gum really loud right next to her face.
Tryin' on glasses at this boring beauty salon.
Doesn't it sort of look like he's wearing lipstick? Yeah, he is. His hair was too short for hair ties or pins.
You can't tell, but I'm shooting you in the face.
EDIT:
We are a little worried because our umbrella is broken.
WINDYYY
After this we went and played in the rain and then went swimming, but the camera couldn't get wet so you can't see that part.
P.S.
I think my bad luck is gone.