Once again, it is time for the Rigby Bed Race!
Small towns can be pretty fun.
I did my Bountiful Baskets this morning and while I was gone the kids cleaned the upstairs, ate breakfast, kind of cleaned the kitchen, drew on each other with markers (sigh) and got dressed.
When I pulled up to the house they were all on the porch waiting to go.
Yep, we don't have a lot to do right now.
Mornings are typically a time when I feel okay so I decided to be daring and walk to the races with Ozzy on my back. It actually went pretty okay as long as I looked straight ahead and went slow.
I know I look awful, shhhhh.
Oh and is it just me or is my hair going reddish again?
Ozzy loved that ballon.
So, the races were fun. Our team didn't win, they had a bit of a costume malfunction. Next year they'll train for it and learn how to swap pajamas faster. If they don't, maybe some of the wives will run instead!