At one point in the day Eli decided to have a meltdown, the size of one that a two year old would throw. He was tired, hot, hungry, thirsty, the world was coming to an end and he was not going to let it go without a fight. So these next pictures crack me up, he refused to smile...but pulled off a pretty good pouty face.
....it started to rub off onto Zach a little as well, but atleast I got a few smiles from him.
We met some good friends there for some playtime.
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