
Making his own comedy/tragedy mask.

Slurping.

Sharing.

Jack was really good at spitting the seeds! (I almost got out the tape measure.)

It was so gorgeous outside that we didn't want to come in; it was almost 10 o'clock before we finally had our fill of watermelon deliciousness and got the boys ready for bed.
A mid-summer night's dream.

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