Last night was Taco Night. My wife made sure Lindsay had plenty of beans. Those gas masks from Israel came in quite handy.
Sara was about to wolf down a soft taco.
This morning, the dog decided to "hide out" in the comforter while I washed the linens. Remember - working from home also means "MAID".
Just a few minutes ago, I snapped this pic of the tops of the thunderstorms just moving into Nashville - about 40 miles west of us. Spooky!