Outside

We spent tons of time enjoying the great outdoors while we were in Utah. It was great to be able to hang outside without evaporating to death or being eaten by killer ants and mosquitoes. (Every time I am in Utah in the summer I think, "Why don't I live here?" Then I remember the eight months of winter.)

Of course, we never, ever sit on the grass in Houston (since it is spiky, gross, and full of bugs) so Grey was not used to touching grass and hated sitting on the lawn. He did this almost every time I put him down on it.

Rub a dub wing, two bugs in a swing