On Saturdays, Susie is an outside baby.
OK, so EVERYDAY Susie is an outside baby, but Saturdays are extra special because daddy’s home, plus backyard, plus mud.
I barely see her until the sun goes down.
On Saturdays, dad and his mini me put on matching Batman shirts and get to work. There’s gardening, building, and that trampoline isn’t gonna jump itself.
I can’t compete with that kind of rip-roaring good time.
But SOMEONE has to wash off the mud, and put her down for a nap, and make her eat her vegetables…