Some playhouse fun. Sometimes I think that Grady thinks the climbing wall is a slide. God help him if he ever tests that theory out.
We played lawnmower.
Grady made sure to live up to his calling as the messiest kid in the world.
And at the end of the night, he was red faced, sweaty, dirty and finally exhausted. 
A quick bedtime story and a collection of duces sent him off to a long night's sleep that lasted until 8:30 Saturday morning. My sweet boy sure knows when I need to catch up on rest. I love him so much!
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