Smithsonian in the Snow
Every morning I have the pleasure of driving two of the silliest six year olds in the world to school. One is mine and the other is his best friend. From the minute she gets in the car until the minute I drop them in the car loop, they are giggling in the backseat. When they return in the afternoon, they begin the giggles all over again. I am sure they are complete angels with no giggling while in school, right?