Two for Two!

Another evening of hauling a weeping and wailing child out to the car over the shoulder. This time from a walk around the Lake at the Rio. It was far too much to ask of Naomi that she stop when we told her she was too far ahead of us. One strike and no more walking thru the hedge. Two strikes and you're out, which of course sadly killed our own evening. No margarita, whaaaaaaa!